» F-46.103 \T^C> FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY '^wINIIIWSfWf'^ CCl/ 2'7 ■^- r^-^'^'^'' f9f ■'''^ J Y^n0^'- DESIGNED AS A Conftant Companion PI o u s. COLLECTED FROM VARIOUS AUTHORS. THE TWEKTY-FiRST EDITION. <<-<'^^ S^ ^>- >■■> PSALM civ. 2Z' I WJLI, SING UXTO THE LoRD AS LONG AS I LIVE J I %>iLL sING PRAISES UNTO MY GoD AVliiLE I HAV£ f/IY BEING. PHILADELPHIA: ralKTr.D Sy HKN'RV TUCKNTSS, no. 25, CKURCH-AttEY; .•■. ■;d sold by JOHN i^MWCiNs, NO. 50, NO"r>l SSCOND-STREK r, NKAR ARCH-STKESl. 1795. [ iii ] We exhort you tojing ivith the Spirit, and with the underjianditig alfo : and thus may the high praifes of GOD befet up from EaJ} to Wefly from North to South ; and ivejhall he happily inflrumental in leading the devotion of thoufands, and Jhall re- joice to join you in time and eternity » We arey Dear Brethren^ Tour faithful Pajlors in Chrift, tJnoinad Cyo/te^ A POCKET H Y M N - B O O I -■<^<^^-^>— Awakening arid* Inviting. H YTvI N I. C. M. Lcc^ . 1 f^ FOR a thoufand tongues to fing V_>^ ^^y d-'"!" Redeemer's praife I The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace ! 2 My gracious Mafler and my God, Affift me to proclaim, To fpread through all the earth abroad The honours of thy name. 3 Jefus, the name that chams our fears, That bids our forrows ceaie : 'Tis mufic in the fmner's ears ; 'Tis life and health and peace. 4 He breaks the power of cancelled iin, He fets the prisoner irte ; His blood can make the fouleft clean : His blood avaird for mc. 5 Look unto him, ye nations, own Your God, ye fallen race ; Xiook, and be fav'd through faith alone, Ee jullify'd by grace ! ; AWAKENING 6 See all your fins on Jefus laid ! The Lamb of God was flain, His foul was once an ofF'ring made For ev'ry foul of man. 7 With me yqur chief, ye then fhall know, Shall feelVour fins forgiv'n ; Anticipate your heav'n below. And own that love is heav'n. HYMN H. EpivortL 1 Z*^ OME, ye finners, poor and needy, 1 V-^ Weak and wounded, j(ick and fore, ^ Jcfus ready {lands to fave you, Full of pity, love, and pow'r ; He is able, He is wiling, doubt no more.. Now, yc needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify ; True belief, and trae repentance, Ev'ry grace that brings you nigh, Without money^ Come to Jefus ChrilFand buy. Let not confcience make yoii linger, Nor of fitnefs fondly dream j All the fitnefs he requireth. Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you, ^Tis th^^ Spirit's glimni'ring beam. Come, ye weary, heavy-laden'd, Bruis'd and raapgled by the fall, If you tarry till you 're better, You will never come at all ; Not the righteous. Sinners Jefus came to call. AND INVITING. Will you let him die in vain ? Crucify your Lord again ? Why, ye ranfomM finners, why, Will you flight his grace, and die ? 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God, the Spirit, aflcs you why?. He, who all year lives hath ftrove, Woo'd you to embrace his love : Will you not the grace receive ? Will you ftill refufe to live ? Why, ye long-fo.ught finners, why, Will you grieve your God, and die :" 4 ThMf already dead within, Spiritually dead in fin. Dead to God, while here you breathe, Pant you after fecond death ? Will you ftill in fin remain. Greedy of eternal .pain ? O, ye dying finners, why, Why will you for ever die ? HYMN V. L. M. Invitation. 1 Q INNER S, obey the gofpel word ! i3 Hafte to the fupper of my Lord ; Be wife to know your gracious day ; All things are ready, come away. 2 Reai'y the Father is to own. And kifs his late-returning fon ; Ready your loving Savbm* ftands, Ai.d fpr^ads for you his bleeding handi?. J .ReJidy '.he Spirit oi = '; love Juft now the ilony t-- ^■.i.irve ; lO AW A KEN I li G 'V apply and V/itnefs with the blood, And v/aih and foal the Tons of Goci. 4 Ready foe J^oii, the angels wait, To triunnph in your bled eftate ; Tuning theii' harps, they long to praife The wonders of. redeeming grace. 5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, Are ready with their (hining hoft : All heaven is ready to refound, : " The dead's alive ! the loft is found!" 6 Come then, ye finners, to your Lord, In Chrift to paradife reftor'd: Kio profFcr'd benefits embrace. The plenitude of gofpel grace. HYMN VI. Fencr-Lane. \ 13 EH OLD the Saviour of mankind X3 Nail'd to the (liameftil tree; How vail the love that him inclined To blfcd and die for thee! .,: Hark, how he groans! while nature fliakesi Aiid earth's llrong pillars bend ! The t-emple's veil in funder breaks, Tl:e Kil.id marbles ren(1. 1 'Tis doncl the precious ranfom's paid, " Receive my foul!" he cries ; Sce» where he bows his facred hv.ad! He bows Ills head and dies! .1. But foon. lie'll break death's envious chain. And-n f^i!! glory (bine; Q L'vrb of God! was ever pain, Wcu cv-r love Illic thin? i ANt) INVITING. II HYMN VII. Welfi. OLove divlae ! what haft thou done! Th' immortal God hath dy'd for mc 1 The Father's eo-eternal Son Bore all my fins upDn the tree : Th' immortal God for me hath dy'd : My Lord, my Love is crucified. Behold him, all ye that pafs by, The bleeding Prince of life and peace I Come fee, ye worms, your Maker die, And fay was ever grief like his' Come feel with me his blood apply M; r^iy Lord my Love is crucify'd* Is crucifyM for me and you, To bring us rebels back to God ; Believe, believe the record true. Ye all are bought with Jefu*s blood t Pardon for all flows from his fide; My Lord, my Love is crucify'd. Then let us fit beneath his crofs, And gladly catch the healing ftream; All things for him account but lofs, And give up all our hearts to him ; Of nothing think or fpcak beHcie, My Lord, my LcVe is cnicify'd. T H Y M N YIII. C. M. H E E we adore, Eternal Name, And hinn:bly o'.vn to thee, ow feeble is cur mortal frame. What dving worms we \/c\ r> 12 A W A K F. N r N G 2 Our wafting lives grow ihorter Hill, As iiys and aionths increaff ; And ev'r)'- bearing pulfe we tell, L,G-dvcsJLifl the number lefs. 3 The year rolls round, and fteals away The breath that iirfl it gave : Whate'ei- we do, where'er we be, We're trav'lling to the grave. 4 Dangers ftand thick thro* all the ground. To pufh us to the tomb ; And fierce difeafes v/alt around, To hurry mortals home. 5 Great God ! on what a flender thread Hang everialling things ! Th' eternal ftates of all the dead Upon life's feeble itrings! 6 Infinite joy or endlefs wo, Depends on ev'ry breath ; And yet how unconcernM we go Upon the brink of death ! 7 "^^aken, O Lord, our drowfy fenfc. To walk this dang'rous road ; And if our fouls are hurried hence^ May thcy^be found in God ! H Y M N IX. C. M. O'erwIielmM with guilt and fe^r, I view my Mikcr, face to face, O how fliall I appear ! If yet while pardon may be found, And n-icrov mav be foua'ht ; ^ AND .INVITING. My foul with inward horror fhrinks, A'.id trembles at the thought ! 3 A¥hen thou, O LorcJ, fhak ftand difclqs'd In majeity feverc, |J| And fit in judgment on my foul^ O how fhall I appear ? 4 O may my broken, contviiie hecrt:. Timely my iins lament, And early with repentant tearj^ Eternal wo prevent. 5 Behold the forrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groan. To give thofc forrows weight, . 6 For never fhall,iny foul defpair Her pardon to fecure, Who knows thy only Son hath dy'd To make that pardon fure. HYMN X. S. M. I ^ N D am I born to die ? .jCjL To lay this body down ? And muft my trembling fpirit fly Into ?. world unknown ? A land of deepell fliadc, Uupierc'd by human thought * The dreary regions of the dead, "Wiiere ail things are forgot. J Soon as from earth I go, What will become of me : Iltcrnal happinefs or wo Iill th..'n mv oortion ]>c 1 14 AWAKENING Wak'd by the trumpet's found, I from my grave muil rife, And fee the Judge with glory crown'd, And fee the flaming fldes ! 3 How {hall I leave my tomb ! With triumph or regret ? A fearful or a joyful doom, A curfe or blelTing meet ? Will angel-bands convey Their brother to the bar ? Or devils drag my foul away To meet its fentence there ? ^ Who can refolve the doubt That tears my anxious breait ? Shall I be with the damn'd caft out, Or numbered with the bleft? 1 muft from God be driv'n, Or with my Saviour dwell : Muft come at his command to heav^i. Or elfe depsrt to hell. J O thou that wouidfl not have One wretched finner die, Who dy'dil: thyftjlf, my foul to fave From endlefa mifery ! Sliow me the way to (hun Tf.y dreadful wrath fevere, Thnt when thou comell on thy throne? I may with joy appear, 5 Thou art thyfelf the way, Thyfelf in me reveal : Go (hall I fpend my life's fhoit day Obedient to thy willj AND INVITING. So fhall I love my God, Becaufe he firll lov'd me, And praife thee in thy bright abode, To all eternity. H Y M N XI. Snoivfitld'^ 1 A ND am I only born to die? Jl\. And mull I fuddcnly comply With nature's ftern decree ? What after death for me remains ? Celellial joys, or heUifh pains, To all eternity. 2 How then ought I on earth to live, While God prolongs the kind reprieve, And props the houfe of clay ; My fole concern, my fingle care, To watch and tremble and prepare Againft that fatal day ! J No room for mirth or trifling here. For worldly hope, or worldly fear. If life fo foon is gone ; If now the Judge is at the door, And all mankind a: all Hand before Th' inexorable tliroiie ! >• No matter which m\ thoaglits employ, moment's milerj^ or jjy: But oh! when both iUall end, lere (hall I find my dellia'd place: ;11 I my everlaiiing days With fiends or angels fpend : B 2 I 6 A \V A i: E N I N G 5 Nothing is worth a thought beneath, But how I may efcapc the death That never, never dies ! How make my ovv^n cle6lion fure, And, when I fail on earth, fecure A manfion in the flvies. Jefus vouchfafe a pitying ray, Be thou my guide, be thou my way To glorious happinefb ! Ah! write the pardon on my heart. And whenfoe'er I hence dcpartj(>*» Let me depart in peace. H Y M N XII. S. M. H O U Judge of quick and dead. Before whofe bar fevere, With holy joy or guilty dread, Vv e all fhall foon appear ; Our cautionM fr3' lis prepare For that tremendous day, And fijl us now with watchful care, And llir us up to pray: To pray and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown, When rob'd in majeily and pow'r Thou ihalt from heaven come down ; Th' immortal Son of Man, To judge the human race, With all thy Father's dazzling train, With all thy glorious grace. To damp our earthly joys, T' increafe our gracious fears, AND iSvrriNG. kr For ever let the archangels voice Be founding in our ears, The folemn midniglit cry, ** Ye dead, the judge is come, " Ar'fe, and meet him in the iky, " And meet your inilant doom!" O may we thus be found Obedient to his word. Attentive to the trumpet's found, And looking for our Lord ! O may we thus enmre A lot among the blell, And watch a moment to fecurc An everlafting re ft ! HYMN XIII. L. M. E comes ! he comes ! the Judge fevt-re ; The fcvcnth trumpet fpeaks him near, His lightnings flafh, his thunders roll ; How jj|el«ome to tlie faithful foul ! 2 From hcav*n angelicj-oices found, See the almighty jNps crown'd! Girt with omnipotence and grace. And glory decks the Saviour's face. 3 Defcending on his azure tlirone, He claims the kingdoms for' his own ; The kingdoms all o'^ey his word. And hail him their triumphant laoi'd. 4 Shout all the people of the fiiv, ' 'And all the faints of the M.vll High ; I Our Lord, who now his right 'jbtaiu-) j For ever and for ever rcicrns. . ' L AWAKENING HYMN XIV. Epiuortb. O ! he comes with clouds defcending. Once for favoiir'd finners (lain 1 Thaufand thoufand faints attending, Swell the triumph of his train. Hallelujah ! God appears with man to reign. 2 Ev*ry eye fhal! now behold him, Rob'd in dreadful majefty ; Thofe who ftt at nought and fold him, Pierc'd and naii'd him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Mefiiah fee. 3 The dear tokens of his paffion Still his dazzling body bears ; ^ Caufe of endlefs exultation To his ranfom*d worfhippers ; With wliat rupture Gaze we on thofe glorious fears 1 4 Yea, Amen ! let all adore thee, High on thine eternal throne ! Saviour, take the pow'r and gloi"}'* Claim the kingdom for thine own 1 Jab ! Jehovah! Everlafting God, come down. HYMN XV. rrYwpct Um^. I T) LOW ye the trumpet, blow J3 The gladly folemn found, Let all the nations know, To earth's remoteft bound, The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home. AND INVITING. 1 9 Jefus our great Hlgli pricft, Hath full atonement made; Ye weary fpirits rclt, Yc mournful fouls be glad; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ranfcm'd Tinners, licme. Extol the Lamb of God, The all-atoning Lamb; Redemption in his blood Throughout the world proclaim. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ranfomM fmners, home. Ye flavcs of fin and hell. Your liberty receive, And fafe in Jefus dwell. And bleft in Jefus live. The year of jubilee is come; R.eturn, ye ranfom'd linners, home. Ye who have fold for nought Your heritage above, Shnll have it back unbought. The gift of Jcfu's love. The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ranfom'd finners, hoinc. The gofptl trumpet hear, The news of heavenly, grace. And fav'd from earth appear Before 3''our Saviour's face. The year of jubilee is come; /^ Return, ve ranfom'd fmners, home. ao AWAKFNING H Y Ivi N XVI. C. M. 1 r-j-^ E Pv R I B L E tnoiiglit 1 (hall I alone, h^ Who may be fav'd, Ihall I, Of ^a.]], al?s! WiKiin 1 have known, TIiroup;h fin for ever die. 2 While all rny old companions dear, Vv'it|i.. Vvhum I once did live, Joyful atvGod's riglit hand appear, A bleiTing to recci\c, 3 Sliall I amidil a gbaflly band, Dragg'd to the judgment-feat, Far on the left, with horror ftand, My fearful doom to meet ? 4 While they enjoy their Saviour's love, Muft I in torments dwell ? And howl (while they fing hymr.s above) And blow the frames of hell ? - Ahl no; I aill may turn and live, ;, For ill]! his v^rath delays; wile now vouch(afes a kind reprieve, •^:: And offers me his grace, 6 1 w'M acctpr his offers now, Ptrioi: :-:-K r.a vow, And rcuo^i i.i ;i i'liy iicait. 7 I V\'in improve -> — • PENITENTIAL. HYMN XVIII. Mourner's. 1 I r' ATHER of Lights, from whom proceeds i Whate'er thy ev'ry cfeature needs ; Whofe goodnefs, providently nigh. Feeds the young ravens when they cry ; To thee I look, my heart prepare, Suggeft and hearken to my pray'r. 2 Siiice by thy light myfelf 1 fee Naked, and poor, and void of thee ; Thy eyes mull all my thoughts fui-vey, Preventing what my lips would fay ; Thou feeft my wants, for help they call. And ere I fpeak thou know'it them all. 3 Thou know'ft the bafenefs of my mind. Wayward, and impotent, and blind : Thou know'it how unfubdu'd my will, Averfe to good, and prone to ill j ^I'hou know'ft how wide my p.ifiions rove, Nor chcck'd by fear, nor charm'd by love. 4 'F:iin wcLi'd I know a" known by thee, Airdfee] the i;v.!igcnc^ I fee; Fain .would I nil my vilenefs own. And dcr-p beneath the burden groan *. PENITENTIAL. 23 Ablior the pride that Uirks within, Deteft and loath myfflf and fin. Ah ! give me, Lord, myfeh' to feel, My total mifery reveal ; Ah ! give me, Lord (I ftill would fay) A heart to mourn, a heart to pray ; My bufmefs this, my only care. My life, my ev'ry breath be pray'er. HYMN XIX. S. M. OTHAT I could repent! -i O that I could believe ! Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent, The rock in funder c]«..ave ! Thou by the two-edg'd fvvord. My foul and fpirit part. Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break my llubborn heait. Saviour, and Prince of Peace, The double grace beftow, Unloofe the bands of wickednefs, And let the captive go ; Grant me my fins to feel. And tlien the load remove ; AVound, and pour in, my wounds to heal. The balm of pard'ning love. For thy own mercy's fake The curfed thiiig remove. And into thy protection take The prifoner of thy love ; la ev'ry trying hour Stand by n.y leeble fuui, \nd fcreen me from my nature's pow*r Till thoii hail made me whole, C 24 PENITENTIAL. 4 This is thy will, I know, That I (houid holy be. Should let my fins this moment go, This moment tnrn to thee : O might 1 now embrace Thy all-fufficient pow'r, And never more to lin give place, And never grieve thee more. HYMN XX. Cahm-y. ESU, let thy pitying eye Call b'lck a wandering Oieep ; Falfe to thee, like Peter, I \¥Gnld fain like Peter weep : Ia'l me be by grace rellorM, On me be all long'-fufierlnjr' fhown Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of Hone. Saviour, Prince, enthron'd above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart : Give what I have long implor'd, A portion of thy grief unknown : Turn, and look upon me. Lord, And break my heart of Hone. For thine own compaflion's fake. The gracious wonder {how ! Cad my fjns behind thy back, And walli nie white as fnow : If thy bowels now are (lirr'd, If I now myfelf bemoan, Turn, and look apon me. Lord, And bleak m^' heart of itone. PENITENTIAL. 2^ jL See me, Saviour, from above> Nor fuffer m.e to die ! Life, and happinefs, and love. Drop from thy gracious eye ; Speak the reconciling word, And let thy mercy melt me down j Turn, and lock upon me. Lord, And break my heart of ilonc. 5 Look, as when thine eye purfu'd The (nil apoftate man, Saw him weltering in his blood. And bade him rife again ; Speak my paradife reilor'd, Redeem me by thy grace alone : Turn, and look upon me Lcrd, And break my heart of flone. 6 Look, as when thy languid eye AVas clos'd that we might live ; " Father" (at the point to die, My Saviour gafpM) " forgive !" S;:rcly with that dying word. He tui:ns and looks, and crits, ** lis d^A,- ;' O my bleeding, loving Lord, Thou break^ll my heart of ftonc. H Y M N XXL I E T the world llieir beautitfs boan.] _., Their works of right'oufnefs : 1, a wretch, undone and loft, Am freely favM by grace ; Other title I difclaim, -''i'.his, c;.,ly thi'j, is all my plecf, • tl'e cii'cf of fniners am, 13 ut Jcfus dy*d for me. 26 PENITENTIAL. 2 Happy they whofe joys abound Like Jordan's fwelling ftream, Who then' heav'n in Chrift have found, And give the praife to him ; Let them triumph in his name, Enjoy their full felicity ; I the chief of finners am, But Jefus dy'd for me ! 3 Bleft are they, entirely bleft, Who can in him rejoice. Lean on his beloved breaft, And hcrr the Bridegroom's voice ; MeaneO follower of the Lamb, His fteps I at a diflance fee j I the chiif of finners am. But Jefus dy'd for me ! 4 Jefus, thou for me haft dy'd. And thou in me fhalt live ; I fiiall feel thy death apply'd, I fhall thy life receive ; To bring fire on earth thou came, O that it now may kindled be ! I the chief of finners am, But JeAis dy'd for me ! II Y M N XXII. C. M. 1 "^ X T I T H glorious clouds encompaft round V V Whom angels dimly fee. Will the Unfearchable found. Or God appear to me ? 2 Will he forfake his throne above, Himfelf to worms impart ? Anfwer, thou Man of Grief and Love, And fpeak it to my heart. PENITENTIAL. 2»gii»^n The dum.b fhdll fmg thy praifc. 7 Lame at the pool I il ill am found ; Give, awd, nn^fength enlplrfy:?//" I-^^ht as a hart,,! then jhaU,buu;K;, 'the liime ^f\k^UQzp%^yy;::\ 8 Blind from my bi^'th to gniji .. ' • And dark I am within j 30 PENITENTIAL. The love of God 1 cannot fee. The finfuhiefs of fm. 9 But thou, they fay, art pafling by, O let me find thee near ; Jefus, In mercy, hear my ciy, Thou Son of David, hear. 10 Long have 1 waited in the way For thee the heav'nly light ; Co!Rmand me to be brought, and fay, Sinner, receive thy fight. HYMN XXV. Foundevy. 1 T E S U, lover of my foul, 3 Let me to thy bofom fly, While the nearer waters roll. While the tempeft ftill is high ; Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the ftorm of life is pall i Safe into the haven guide, O receive my foul at lail ! 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helplefs foul on thee ; Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, Still fuppoii: and comfort me : All my trull: on thee is llay'd, All my help from thee I bring. Cover my defencelefs head With the fhadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Chrift, art all I want, More than all in thee I find ; Raife the fallen, cheer the faint. Heal the fick, and lead the blind : PENITENTIAL. 3 „ Jud and holy is thy name ; I am all unrlghteoufnefs ; Falfe, and full of fin I am., Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my fm ; Let the healing llreams abound ; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art. Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up within my heart, Rife to all eternity. HYMN XXVI. Chapel 1 /^ LOVE divine, how fweet thou art \ V^ When fhall I find my wiUing heart All taken up by thee ? I thlrft, I faint, I die to prove The greatnefs of redeeming love, The love of Chrift to me ! 2 Stronger his lore than death or hell ; Its riches are unfearchable : The firft born fons of light Dcfire in vain its depths to fee ; They cannot reach the myfter)^. The length, the breadth, and heighi. 3 God only knows the love of God : O that it now v/ere flied abroad In this poor ftony heart ! For love I figh, for love 1 pine ; This only portion, Lord, be mine.' Be mine this better part ! 32 PFNITENTIAL. i}. O Li.at I could for ever fit With Mary at the Maftev's feet ! Be this my happy choice : My only care, delight, and blifs, My joy, my heuv'n on earth be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 5 O that I could, vith favour'd John, Recline my weary head upon The dear Redeemer's brcaft ! From care and fin, and forrow free. Give me, O Lord, to find in thee My everlafting reft ! HYMN XXVII. S. M. 1 A ^ • ^vhtther fliall I go, J.~\ Burden'd, and fick, and faint ? To whom fhould I ray trouble fliov/, And pour out my complaint ? My Saviour bids me come, Ah ! why do I delay ? lie cells the weai-y finner home, And yet from him I (lay. 2 "wli?.t is it keeps me back, Frr^m which I cannot part ? Whicli wi'l not let my Saviour take PoiTeiTion of m.y heart ? o !v;e curled thing unknown Mu'l furely iurk within ; £( vr:; idoL v/hich I will not own, 1-^ ]:.: k^ret, bofom fin. [tiV:, the liind'vance (liov/, Whic: " ■ PExNITi-.NTIAL. 33 :: let mc now confcnt to know Wiiat ke:;ps mc out of thee. Sc:v.-cher of hearts, in mine Thy trying- pow'r difplay : I;>to its darkcft corners fliine, And take the veil away. I now believe, in thee Compaflion reigns alone ; According to my faith, to ore O let it. Lord, be done ! In me Is all the bar, Which thou would'ft fain remove 5 P.cmove it, and I ihall declare That God 23 only love. H Y M N XXVIIL 112//:. Pfih::. AT HER of Jefus Chrift the jull. My Friend and Advocate with thee. Pity a fold that fain would trull in him who liv'd and dyM for mc ; But only thou can'ft make him known. And in my heart reveal thy fon. If, drawn by thine aiJuiing grace. My want of living faith I feel. Show me in Chrift thy fmiling face. What Hcih and blood can ne'er reveal ; Thy co-eternal Son difplny, And call my darknei's into d:;y. I'he r-:tt in.rpeakable impart: Ccmmand tr;c light of faith to fiiine : ']^> lliine \i\ my dark, drooping heart, A,id illl me witli the lifs?' divine; ■ ov: bid the new creation he! 34 PENITENTIAL. H Y M N XXIX. P^ifton, 1 /'^ JESUS my hope, \J For me ofFer'd up, Who with clamour piirfuM thee to Calvary's top : The blood thou halt (hed, For me let it plead, And declare thou haft dy'd in thy murderer's ftead. 2 Now, now let me know Its virtue below ; Let it waHi me, and I fhall be whiter than fnow. Let it hallow my heart, And throughly convert. And make me, O Lord, in the world as thou art. 3 Each moment apply'd, My weaknefs to hide, j Thy blood be upon me, and always abide : My advocate prove With the Father above, And fpeak me at laft to the throne of thy love. H Y M N XXX. Shepherd of IJrael I f~^ OME, holy celeftial Dove, \._y To vifit a forrov/ful breait, Wv burden of guilt to remove, And bring me aifurance and reft : Thou only haft power to relieve A fmner o'erwhehn'd with his locid : The fenfe of acceptance to give, And frrinkle his heart with thy blood. PENITENTIAL. _J 5 With me if orold thou haft ftrovc, And ftrangely withheld from my fin, And try'd, by the hir^; of thy love, My worthlefs aiTe(^ions to win : The work of thy mercy revive : Thy uttermoft mercy exert ; And kindly continue to ftrive, And hold till I yield thee my heart. Thy call, if I ever have known, And figh'd from myCelf to get free, And groan*d the unfpeakable groaw, And iong'd to be happy in thee ; Fulfil the imperfecl defire, Thy peace to my confcience i^eveal, The feaie of thy favour infpire. And give me ipy pardon to feel. If when I had put thee to grief. And madly to folly return'd, Thy pity hath been my relief, x\nd lifted me up as I mourn'dt Moft pityful Spirit of grace, Relieve me again and reftore : My fpirit in hoiinefs raife, To fall and -to fuffer no more. If now I lament after God, And gafp for a drop of thy love ; If Jefus hath bought thee v/ith blood. For m.e to receive from abo^'e ; Come, heavenly Comforter, come. True witnefs of mercy divine, ^nd make me thy permanent home, And leal me eter .i^'y thm-^ ! D 36 PENITENTIAL, HYMN XXXI. L. M. 1 Q T A Y, thou infulted Spirit, ftay, Tho' I have done thee fuch defpite ; Nor caft the firmer quite away, . Nor take thine everlailing flight. 2 Though I have moil unfaithful been, Of ail who e'er thy grace received. Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs feen, Ten thoufand times thy goodnefs griev'd. 3 Yet, O ! the chief of fmners fpare. In honour of my great High-Prieft, Nor in thy righteous anger fwear T' exclude me from thy people's reft, 4 If yet thou canfl my fins forgive, From now, O Lord, relieve my woes j Into thy reft of love receive, And blefs me with the calm repofc. ^ Fi'om now my weary foul releafe, Up-raife me with thy gracious hand, And guide into thy perfeCi peace. And bring me to the promised land. H Y M N XXXII. Carfs. EA.RY of Wand'ring from my God^ And now made v.'illing to returr, 1 hear and bow me to the rod : For thee, not without hope, I mcurn^ I have an Advocate above, A fi-iiiid before the throne of love* PENITENTIAL. 2 O Jcfiis full of truth and grace ; More full of grace than I of fm, Yet once again I feck thy face, Open tliine arms, and take me in; And freely my backflidings heal, And love the faithlcfs linner Hill. 3 -Thou know'il the way to bring me back, My fallen fpirit to reftore ; O for thy truth and mercy's fake, Forgive, and bid me Tm no more ! The ruins of my foul repair. And make my heart a houfe of pray'r. 4. Ah ! give me, Lord, the tender heart. That trembles at th' approach of fini A godly fear of fin impart; Impart and root it deep within! That I may dread thy gracious povv'r^ And never dare t* offend thee more. HYMN XXXIII. II(fi::}Jfc::. 1 r-|-i o the haven of thy breafl, 1 . O Son of man, I fly. Be my refuge and my refl. For O the ftorm is high ! Save me from the furious blafr, A covert from the tempeil be; . Hide me, Jefirs, till' o^'rpall The ftorm of fin I fee. 2 Welcome as the witer-fpring To a dry barren place : '^' defccnd on fne, and bring The fwcct-refrefliing grace ; 38 PENITE?5TIAL. O'v^r a parch'd and v.'eary land As a great rock extends its Hiade, Hide me, Saviour, with thine hand, And fcreen my naked head. 3 In the time of my diftrefs Thou haft my fiiccoiir been ^ In my utter helpltflncjS Reilraining me fiom fm: O how fwiftly didil thou move To filve mc" in thb trying hour I Still prote^l me with thy love. And fhidd me with thy pcw'r. 4 FIril and laft, in me perforrh The work thou haft begun ; Be my flicker from the .ftorm. My fhadow from the fun : Let me hang upon my God, Till I thy perfedl gloi*y fee, Till the fprinkling of thy blood Shall fpeak me up to thee. K Y M N XXXIV. L. M. 1 f^ THOU that hear'ft when finners ery^ \J Tho' all my crimes before thee lie^ Behold me not with angry look, But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my foul averfe to fin : Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy prefence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Caft out and banidi'd from thy fight i PENITENTIAL. 39 Thy faving ftrenglh, O Lord, rcdorc, And guard me that I fall no more. 4 Tho' I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, His help and comfort it ill afTord : And let a wretch come near ihy thron?, To plead the m?rits of thy Son. 5 My foul lie^ hurabled in the duft, And o'vvns thy dreadful fentence juft : Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And fave'theToulcondemnM to die. 6 Then will I teach the world thy ways ; Sinners (halllearn thy fov'reign g/ace -,. I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, • And they fhall praife a pard'ning God. 7 O may thy love infpire my tongue. Salvation fliall be all my fong ; And all my pow'rs faall join to blefs The Lord, my ftrcngth and righteoufnefs. H Y M N XXXV. C. M. 'i ^T^ THAT I could my Lord receive, \_^ Who did the world redeem ; Who ^ave hv6 life, that I might live A life conceai'd ih hhrv. 2 that I could the blefiing prove, My heart's extreme defirc ; Tiive happy in my Saviour's love, And in his arms expire. 3 Jvff rcy I afic to fcal my pe:icc, " That, kept by mercy's power, D 2 4^^ PENITENTIAL. I may from cv'iy evil ceafe, And never grieve thee more ! 4 Now, it thy gracious will it be, Ev'n now my 'fins remove. And fet my foul at liberty, By thy vidoi-ioiis love. ^ In anfwer to ten thoufgind pray^fs, Th6u paid'nlng God, 'defcend j Number me with falvation's heirs, My fins and troubles end. 6 Nothing I afl^, or ^^ant befide. Of all in earth or heaven ; But let me feel thy blood apply'd, And live and die forgiv'n. HYMN XXXVI. FcurJ.ry. t yX ROOFING foul, fhake off thy fears; _1_J? Fearful foul, be ftrong, be bold ; • Tarry till the Lord appears. Never, never quit thy hold : Murmur rtot at his delay, Dare ;not fet thy God a time, Caln-;ly for his coming ftay, Leave it, leave it all to him. 2 Fainting foul^ be bold, befj^ng, £ Wait the leiiure of thy Lcwi ; ? Though it fcem to tarrv- long. True and faithful is bis v/ord i On his word my foul I cad, (He cannot himfelf deny) ^ Surely it fiir-.H fpeak at lall ; It fliall fpc^k, and Mil not lie.- P [i N r T E N T I .ft . 4 i- 3 Ev'i-y- ci:e that feeks fhall find : Ev'ry one that aiks (hall have : Chriii, the Saviour of mankind, Willing, able »11 to fave : I fiiall his falvation fee, I in faith on Jefus call, I from fin fhall be fet free, Perfedly fet free from all. 4 Lord, my time is in thine hand, Weak and helpkfs as I am. Surely thou can ft make me fland ; I believe in Jefu's name : Saviom-, in temptation thou, Thou hafl fav'd me heretofore. Thou from fin deft fave me now ; Thou'fhalt fave me evermore. HYMN XXXVII. C. M. y\, JHY (houid the children of a king ' Go mourning all their days ? Gre?t comforter defcend, and bring The tokens of thy grace ! Doft. thnu not dwell in all thy faints, And fe<^.l t^ie heirs of heav'n ! When v«-i]t iftou banifh my complaints, Ai:d ihevv my fins forgiv'n? A^''5n: v.v confcience cf her part In the Redeemer's blood' :\. A^^d bear thy witnefs \v\t^: niy heart, ' ^"' ^ "n: br-ra of God; pr 42 PENITENTIAL. 4 Thou art tlie earned of his love, The pledge of joys to come ; May thy bleil wings, celeftial Dove, Safely convey me home. HYMN XXXVllI. C. M. 1 1\ /TY drowfy pow'rs, why flccp ye fo ! lYX Awake, my fluggifh foul ! Nothing hath half thy work to do ; Yet nothing's half fo dull. 2 Go to the ants : for one poor grain See how they toil and ftrive ; Yet we, who have a heav'n t' obtain. How negligent we live ! 3 We for vv^liofe fake all nature (tands. And (lars their courfeo move : We for whofe guards, the angel-bands Come flying from above. 4 Vve for whom God the Son came down. And laboured for our goodj How carelefs to fecure that crown He purchased with his blood ! 5 Lord, fliall we live fo fluggiib flill, And never 3.&i our parts ? Come, Holy dove, from th' hcav'nly hill, And warm our frozen hearts. 6 Give us v.nth active warmth to move, With vig'rcti^ fouls to rife, WJlIi hands of foith, and wings of lore, To lly and take the prize. J»KTrTION. 43 PETITION. . HYMN XXXIX. Jrne. 1 T_T APPY foul, that free from harm??, JLjL Refts wltliln his Shepherd's arms 5 Who his quiet (hall moleil ? Who ftall violate his reft > Jefus doth his fpirit bear, Jefus takes his ev'ry care ; He who found the wand'ring fheep^ Jefus rt-ill deliglits to keep. 2 O that I might fo believe, Stcadfaftly to Jefus cleave ; On his only love rely^ Smile at the deftroyer nigh j Free from fin and lervile fear. Have my Jefus ever near ; All his care rejoice to prove ; All his paradife of lovq. ^ JefuSj feek thy viand'i-Ing ffieep. Bring me back, and lead, and keep j Take OP. thee my ev'ry care \^ Bear me, on thy bofom bear ; Let me know my Shepherd''s voice, McTL- and more in thee rejoice ; More and more of thee receive, Ever in thy Spirit live ;" Live, till all thy life I know, Perfect through my Lv)i"d below ; Gladly then from earth remove, Gathcr'd to the fold above : 44 PETITION. O that I at laft may ftand With the (heep at thy right hand ; Take the crown fo freely giv'n : Enter in by thee to heaven. HYMN XL. Amfardanu J "|\ /T A KE R, Saviour of nnankind, JLVx Who hail on me beftow'd An immortal foul, delign'd To be the houfe of God : Come, and now refide in me, Never, never to remove, Make m€ juft, and good, like thee, And full of pow'r and love. 2 Bid me in thy image rife, A faint, a creature new ; True, and merciful, and wife, And pure, and h^ppy too. This thy primitive defign. That I fliould in thee be bleft : Should within thy arms divine For ever, efer reft. ■\ Let thy will in me be done ; Fulfil my heart's defire, Thee to know, and luve alone. And rife in raptures higher : Thee defcending dn a cloud When with ravifh'd eves I fee ; Then fnall I be fdPd with God To all eternity ! PETITION. 45 H Y ivi N XIJ. Hamilton. GO D of my falvation hear, And hdp me to believe ; Simply do I now draw near. Thy blelfing to receive : Full of guilt, alas ! I am, But to thy wounds for refuge flee : Friend of finners, fpotkfs Lamb, Thy blood was filed for me. Standing now as newly flain, To thee I lift. mine eye. Balm of all my grief and pain. Thy blood is always nigh : Now as yeftcrday, the fame Thou art, and wilt for ever be : Friend of fmners, Tpotlefa Lamb, Thy blood was fiied for me. Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, Nor can thy grace procure , Empty fend me not away. For I, thou know'ft, am poor ; Duft and afhes is my name, My all is fm and miferj' : Friend of fmners, fpotlefs Lamb, Tliy blood was fhed for me. No good word, or work, or tjiought, Bring I to buy thy gi-ace ; Pardon I accept unbought, Thy proffer I embrace : Coming, as at liril I came. To take, and not bellow on thee ; Frr'pnd of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, Thy blood was fhed for me. 4^ PETITION. 5 Saviour, from thy wounded fide I never will depart. Here will I my fplrit hide, When I am pure in heart : Till my place above I claim, This only fhall be all my plea, Friend of finners, fpotlefs Lamb, Thy blood was fhcd for me. HYMN XLH. C/jaJ>eL I /^OME, Lord, and help me to rejoice, \_y In hope that I (liall hear thy voice. Shall one day fee my God ; Shall ceafe from all my fin and ilrife. Handle and talte the word of life, And feel the fprinkled blood. :z I (hull not always make my moan, Nur worfhip thee a God unknown. But I fhall live to prove Thy peop-!t's reti, and faints' delight. The length, and breadth, and depth., and height Of thy redeeming love. 3 Rejoicing now in earnell hope, I Hand, and from the mountain-top See aH the land below : Rivers of milk and honey rife, And ail the fniit of paradife In endlefs plenty grow : 4 A land of covn, and wine, a^d oil, Favoured with God's peculiar firiile, V^Tith ev'ry bk-ffing bkll: ; There dv/ells the Lor^i, our rightc-O'-f/rf'^ And keeps his own in perf-ct i^e^ce, And crerlailin'if reil.' P.:TITION. 5 O that I might at.cnce go -up^ No more on this iide Jordcri llop, But now the land pofTefs ; This moment tnd my legal yearr. Sorrows, and iins, and doubts, and fears» An howling wilfiernelsl 6 Now, O my Joihua, bring mt; in, Caft: out thy iocs, the inbred Tin, The carnal mind remove ; The purchafe of thy death divide. And O, with all the fanaify'd, Give nae a lot of love i H Y M N XLtn. Brochner. 1 /"^ Q D of all grace and rnqjefty, VJJ' Supremely great and gcod. If I have mercy found wiUi thee, Tiirough the atoning blood ; The guard of all thy mercies give And to my .pardon join A fear, Xait i fhould ever grieve Thy gjraciGus Spirit divine. 2 If mercy is indeed with thee, r.'Iay I cbcdient prove, Nor e'er abufe ri-,y liberty, Or i;y a2:air;rt vhy lov^ : Tiu3 cKoiccA fruit of faitli btilow On a p'./or- fojourner ; Anr Iri mt: mfs m^- davs belov/. ; FETlTfOH. Still may I walk as in thy figJit, My Ihid obferver fee ; And thou by rev'rent love units My chiid-likc heart to thee : Still let me, till my days are paft, At Jefu's feet abide ; So (hall he lift rae up at laft, And feat me by his fide. HYMN XtlV. C. M. 1 T WANT a principle with Ih X Of jealous godly fear, A fer-fibiiity of fin,, . A pain to feel it near, 2 That I from thee no more Riay p?»rt, No more thy goodnefs grieved. The filial awe, the fleftily heart, The tender confcience give. 3 Quick as the apple of an eye, O God, ir.y confcience make-; Awake my foul when fin is nigh. And keep it illll awake. 4 If to the nVht or left I ilray. That moment, Lord, reprove : And let me weep my life away, For having griev'd thy love. 5 O may the leaft omiHion pain My wcll-inllruaed foul, And drive me to the blood again. Which jr>akcG thiS woi^nded wlicV. PETITION. K Y M N XLV. Nor-j:l:b. 1 l\/rY Godj my life, my love, JLVX To thee, to thee I caii ; • I cannot live if thou remove. For thou art all in all. 2 Thy (hining grace can cheer Th's dungeon where I dwell ; 'Tis paradife when thou art here. If thou depart 'tis hell. 3 The fmilings cf thy face ^ • How amiable th fey are! 'Tis heav'.i't'9 reft \t\ tiiine prtibracc, Aij'J no where elfc but th^re. To thee, and thee alone, The angels Owe their bllfs ; They fit around thy gracious throne. And dwell where Jefus is. 5 Not all the harps above Can make d hcav'nly place ; If God his residence remove. Or but conceal his face. 6- Nor earth, nor all the {] And haften tlirough the vale of woej And reliefs to beheld thy face. Swift to our heavenly country more^ Our cverlalling home above. 3 We've no abiding city hciT, But feek a cir)- out of fight ; Thither our fteady courfe we fteer, Afpiring to the plains of light, Jcrufalem, the faints' abode, Whofe founder is tris living God. 4 Patient th' appointed race to run. This weary world we caft behind. From ftrength to ftreugth we travel oil,. The new Jerufalem to find : Our labour this, our opiy aim. To iind the new Jerm^.lem. J ThrD' thee, who all bur fins haft borncj Freely and gracicaily forgiv'n, Vv^ith fong3 to Zion we return. Contending for our native heav'n ; That palace Of our glorious King, . We find it nearer while v*'e ling. 6 Rais'd by the breath of Vrio. divine> We urge our way with ilrength rcnewM ; The chureh of the firli-born to join, To tr?,Vi^I to the mount of God ; With joy Lpon our heads to rif^, fA.rid meet «ur Saviour in the fkies. PETITION. 57 HYMN LIII. Kinnsr:n,,d. I O'ON of God, if thy free grace lij Again hatli rais'd me up, Call'd me fciil to leek tliy face, And giv'n mc back my hope j Stili thy timely help afford. And all thy loving kindnefs fbcvv : Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go. By me, O my Saviour, {land In fore temptation's hour! Save me with thine out-ilretchM hand, x\nd Ihew forth all thy pow'r : O be mindful of tiiy word. Thy all-lufiicient grace beftow : Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go. Give me, Lord, a holy ♦fear, And fix it ijTi' ray lieart. That 1 may from evil near. With fpeedy care depart : Sin be more than htll abhorred. Till thou dcftroy the tyrant foe : Keep me, keep me, gracicv.s Lcrd^ And never let me ^q. Never let mk leave thy hrcaf:, From thee, my Saviour, ilray ; Thou art my fupport and reii. My tru*;: attid living way : ' My exceeding great reward, in lieav'n above, and earlh below : Keep me, keep me, gvaciciis Lord. A:id never let r.i'.: jro. -p rETITION. H Y M N LIV. ICtags'WDoJ. 2 'IT OP^D! anj is lliine ajiger gone I _1^^ And art thou pacify *d? After all that i have dene, Doll thou no loncrer chide ? o Infinite thy mercies are ; Beneath the weight I cannot move: O 'tis mere than i can bear. The fenfe of pard'rjing love ! 2 Let it flill my heart coniirain. And all my paffions fvvay ; Keep mc, left I turn again Out of the narrow way ; Force my violence to be itiil. And captivate my every thought ; Charm, and melt, and change my will, And bring me down to nought. 3 If I have begun c ee mere Thy fweet return to feel ; If even now I iivai thy powV Prefent my fori to heal ; .Still and quiet may I lie, Nor llruggle out of thine embrace j Never more refift, or fly From thy purfuing grace. 4 To the crofs, thine altar, bind Me with the cords of love : Freedom let me never find From my dear Lord to move ; That I never, never more May with my mtich lov'd mailer part, To the polls of mercy's door, O nail my willing heart. PETITION, $9 ^ See my utter helpIefToefo, And leave me not alone, O preferve In perfefl peace, And feal me for thine own ! More and more thyfelf reveal, Thy prefence let me always fitid : Comfort, and confirm, and hesl, My feeble, fm-fick mind. 5 As the apple of an eye, Thy weakeil fervant keep ; Help me at thy feet to lie, And there for ever weep : Tears of joy mine eyes o'erflow. That I have an hope of heav'n ; • Much of love I ought to know, For I have much forgI*^*D. HYMN LV. Birmingham. 1 ^ r ^ HEE will I love, my ftrength, my tow'r, X Thee will I love, my joy, my crown. Thee will I love with all my pow'r. In all my works, and thee alone. Thee will I love, till the pure fire Fill my whole foul with eliafte defire. 2 Ah ! why did I fo late thee know. Thee, lovelier than the fons of men ! Ah ! why did I no fooner go To thee, the only eafe in pain ? Afliam'd I figh and inly mourn, That I fo late to thee did turn* ! 3 In darknefs willingly 1 itray'd ; I fought thee, yet from thee I rovM ; F C C^ PETITION. Far wide niy vvand'ring thoughts wc^re fpread Thy ci-e3ture3 more than thev: I ipvM ; And now if rn*ore at length ' I fee, 'Tis thro* thj liVlit, and comes from thcc. 4 I thank ti7eG,;>, uncreated Sih>j That thy^briglvt beams on' nit Jiiv: fliir/d I thank the€, who hall oVertnMvY.n My foes, and heal'd my wounded mind ; I thank thee, whofe enlivening voice Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice, 5 Uphold me in the doubtful race, Nor fuffer me again to ftray ; Strengthen my, feet with fteady pace. Still to prefs forward in the way ; My foul and flefh, O Lord of might, Filj, fatiate with thy heav'nly ligLt. H Y M N LVI. C. M. 1 TNFINITE, unexhauftedlovei Jl Jcfus afid love are on^ ; ^ If ftill to miC thy bowels move. They are rellrain'd to none. 2 What fliall I do m.y God to love - My loving God to praife ? ; .• ' The length, and breadth, and h^igfet to prove And dept|a of lov'reign grace'? 3 Thy fov-'^elgn grace to all extends, Immenftf and unconHn'd ; ' . From age to age it never end??, It reaches all mankind. 4 Throughout the world its breadth is know;i, Wide as infinity j FKTITION. So wide it never pnfs'd by .one, Or it had palVd by me. My trefpafs was grown up to htav'n ; But /ar above the JAica, l;i Chriil abundantly forgiv'tt, I fee thy mercies rile !' '^ - - • ■ Ti u O'f ptb 6f . all-redeeming "love, 'V!li&t nng'cl-t'ongue cah teil ? O may 1 tathe utmoft prove The i^Jft imfpealcable ! C'.-me qu-i^ldy, gracious Lrord, and: take PjiTeiTion of thine own I ; : Ivly lijngipg heart voiicl»faFe ta make Thine cvcriafting throne i .. .., . AiTert t()y claim, maintain- thy nghty Connie quickly from above ; iVnd fink me to perfection's height, The depth' of hunfible love. H TM N LVIT. Zion. 1 ALL glory to God in the fky, Jr\. An^. peace upon earth be rellor'd ; G Jci'i!3, txaited on high, r^ppear our omnipotent Lord ! Who, meanly in Bcthleiienr. born, Didft (tooj^.toreaeeOTJa loft race, Once more to thy creatures, return, And reiga iii thy kingdom c^ |Ji'^<^« 2 Whfn thou in onr flefn did ft appear, AH riatiiu-e acknowkdg'd thy birth ; Arofe the; acceptable year, •, And heiii^en was open'd on earth : 02 PETITION. I Receiving its Lord from above, The world was united to bleis Tiie Giver of concord and love, The Prince and the Author of Peace. 3 O wouldft thou again be made known, Again in the S;;irlt deiccnd, And fet up in each of thine own, . _ • A kingdom that never {hd\l end. / Thou only art able to blefs, ^^^ And make the glad nations obey, And bid the dire enmity ccafe, And bovv the whole world to thy fway. 4 Come then to thy fervants again, Who long thy appearance to know j Thy quiet and peaceable reign, In mercy eftabliili below ; All forrow before thee fhall fly, And anger and hatred be o'er, And envy and malice fhall die. And difcord afflid us ro more. 5 No horrid alarum of war Shall break our eternal repofe ; No found of the trumpet is there. Where Jefus's Spirit overflows : Appeas'd by the charms of thy grace. We all fl-iall in amjt^ViJpm, And kindly-each ^et'etiTljfatei' And love with a pafiion like thine. HYMN LVIII. C. M. J I^OME, Father, Son, and Holy GhoU, V_y One God in perfons three. Bring back the he^iv'nly blefiir.g loft By ail mankind and me. PETITION. 63 2 Thy favoui-, and thy ija':iirc to.o. To me, to all ireilore ; Forgive, and after Gpd renew. And keep rne everrupre. 3 Eternal San of Righteoufr.^fs, Difplay thy bearris divine, And.caufe the glories of thy face, Upon my heart to fliine. 4. Light in thy hghr, O may I fee, Thy grace and mercy prove ! Reviv'd, and cheer'd, and bleft by thee, The God of pard'ning love 1 J Lift up thy countenance ferene, • And let thy happy child Behold, without a cloud between, The Godhead reconcil'd 1 6 That all-comprifing peace beftow On rae through grace forgiv'n ; Tae joys pf holinefs below, And then the joys of heav'n ! HYMN LIX. Amjierdam. 1 r^ ALMIGHTY God of love! V_^ Thy holy arni diiplay, ScT.d me iuccour from above, In this my evil day ; Arm my \^»eakpefs with thy pPw'r, Wodnan's feed appear within ! Be n>y fafeguard aq^ my towV, Againft- tfae face of fin. 2 Rock of my filvaUon, haijle. Extend thy a?ipJe ihadcj F 2 dl PETITION. Let it over me be caft, And fcreen my naked head : Save me from the trying hour ; Thou my fure proteclion be : Sheher rne from Satan's power, Till I am fix'd on thee. 5 Set upon thyfelf my feet, And make me furely ftand ; From temptations' rage and heat Cover me with thine hand ; Let me in the cleft be plac'd ; Never from my fence remove : In thine arms of love embraced, Of everlafting love. HYMN LX. L. M. 1 ^^OME, Saviour, Jefu, from above ! V_y Aflift me with thy heavenly grace ; Empty my heart ,of earthly love, And for thyfelf prepare the place. 2 O let thy facred prefcnce fill. And iet my longing fpirit ifQC \ ■ ^ Vvhich pants to have no ether. twilL lA But night and day to. feail on tnec. 5 While in this region, here below. No other good v/ill I puriii,? j. I'll bid this world of uoifr aji^ /^low,, W.'th all itS;giiltei''ng fnarics, adieu, 4 That path with humble fpecd I'll feck. In which my Saviour's foctiteps ihine ; Nor will I hearj nor will I fpcak Of anv other love but thine. PETITION. 'J 5 Hcncefoi th may no profane delight Divide this ccnficrated fou^ : Poffefs it thou who haft the right, As Lord aad maflcr of the whole. 6 Nothing on earth do I dtlire, Bat thy pure love within my brcafl ; This, only this, vvill 1 require, And freely give up all the reft. H Y M N LXI. PalnVs, H E praying fpirit breathe, • 'The watching pow'r impart ; From all entringlem.ents beneath Call off my pet ccfal heart ; My feeble mind fuftain, By v.orldiy thoughts oppreft ; Appear and bid me turn agai.i To my eternal reft. 2 Swift to vay refcue come, Thy own this moment fc:..; Gather my wandering fp-.i: he:: r,, And keep in'perfetl peac; • Sufai'd no more to rove O'er i.Il the earth abroad Arrcfl the prisoner of thy lo-/c> And ftiut rr.e up in God. H Y M N LXII. I^rod's,,^ . 1 (J KEPKERP divine, our \-:<-^rA$ r-Al:- k3 i-n this our evil d.jy j To all thy ten->pted luU'wers give The pov/'r tG w.itch ar.-J rr^v. 66 Fetition. 2 Long as our fi'ry trials iafl^, Long as the crofs we bear, O let our fouls on thee be call In never-ceafing pray'r ! 3 The fpirit of interceding grace Gh-L us in faith to claim ; To wreflle till we fee thy face. And kno>y thy hidden name. 4 Till thou thy perfeft love impart, ' Till thou thyfelf beftow, Be this the cry of evr'y heart, I will not let thee go. 5 I w'll not let thee go, unlefs Thou tell thy narne to me, "With all thy great falvatio.n bleis, And make me all like thee. 6 Then let me on the mountain top, Behold thy open face, "Where faith in fight is fwallow'd up, And pray'r in endlefs praife. HYMN LXIIL Olmy. ESU, my flrength,, V^y hope, On thee I caft my caV^P> With humble con-idence \opll vp. And know tho,u hear'ft piy pray Give me on thee to wait/ Till I can aU things ^■o, On thee, atmighty to create, Almighty to rcriew. ' "■ - I want a fobcr mind, A felf-renouncing will, J PETITIO^J^' <^7 That tramples down, and cafts b^Llnd, The baits of plcahng ill : A foul inurM to pain, To hardfliip, grief, and lofs ; Bold to take up, firm to fuftain, The confecrated crofs. I want a godly fear, A quick difcerning eye, That looks to thee when fin is ncarj And fees the tempter fly ; A fpirit dill prepared, And arm'd with jealous cai*e, For ever (landing on its guard. And watching unto pray'r* I want a heart to pray, To pray and never ceafe, Never to murmur at thy ftay, Or wifli my fufF'rings lefs. This bkfling above all — Always to pray I want. Out of the deep on thee to call. And never, never faint. I want a true regard, A fingle, fteady aim, UnmovM by threat'ning or reward. To thee and thy great name : A Jealous, jgft concern For thine immortal praife ; A pure defire that all may learn, And glorify thy grace. I refl upon thy word : The promifc is for mc : ^8 ■ .^ETITION. My inccoTr antrfalvation, Lord, Shall furely cotDC from thee, But letl me (till abi.dej^^ Nor irom my hope rernovc, Till thoo my patient fpirit gfo? Into thy perftdl love. H Y M N LXIV. JVaod^. 1 T "YELP, Lord, to whopi for help I fir, 1. X And ftjll my t.nn'pte4.Joul{tand by' Thrcughout the evil day ; The facred watchfulncfs import,' And keep the iiTues of my heart, And ilir nie up to pray. 2 My foul with thy ^'hole armour arm, In each approaqh of fm alarm, And Ihew the danger near ; Surround, fuflaiD, and ftrengthen me, And fill with godly jealoufy. And fan6tlfying fear. 3 Whene'er my carelefs hands hang down, O let me fee thy gathering frown, And feel thy warning eye ; And ftarting cry, from ruin's brink, Save, Jefus, or I yield, I fmk 1 O fave me, or 1 die ! 4 If near the pit I rafnly ftray, Before I wholly fall away, The keen convidlion dart ; Recall me by that pitying, look. That kind upbraiding glance which broke Unfaithful Peter's heart. PETITIoMpPI 69 5; In me thine utmoft mercy fhow, And make me like thyfelf belou', Unblamable in grace ; Ready prcpar'd -and fitted here, By perfect holineis t* appear Before thy gloriotis face. H Y M N LXV. Lv M. 1 TESU, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, J On whom I caft afy every care, On whom for all things I depend, Infpire, and then accept my pray'r, • 2 If I have tailed of thy grace. The grace that fure falvatiilh brings ; If with m.e now thy Spirit •ilaj'S,'* And hov'ring, hides me in his wings ; 3 St'll let him with my weaknefs ftay. Nor for a moment's fpace depart ; . Evil and danger turn away, And keep till he renews my heart, 4 When to the right or left I ftray. His vci,ce behind me may I liear, " Return, and walk in Chrill thy way, *' Fly back to Chrift, for fm is near.'' 5 His facred undlion from above Be fliil my comforter and gaide ; Till all the itoiiy he remove, i\nd ia itiv leving heart rclide. . 6 Jefiis, I fain would walk in thee, From n?itm-e's ev'ry path rcti-eat : Thou art m^Way, my leader be, And fc-'; -.-.rnn the rock mv fcer. 7 Uphold me, Saviour, or I fall ; O reach me out thy gracious hand I Only on thee for help I call ; Ouly by faith in thee I ftand. H y LI N LXVI. S. M. 1 A CHARGE to keep I have ; Jl\ a God to glorify; A never-dying foul to fave, And fit it for the f]:alt a worm : A worni exalt to God ! C7 V PliTITION. H T M N LXIX. Lamp's. "'' H E thing my Gpd doth hiitc, That I no more may do, Thy creature, Lord, again create,, And all m.y foul renew : My foul fnali then like'thine. Abhor the thing unclean, And fan6tify'd by love divine. For ever ceafe from fm. That bleffed law of thine, Jcfu, to -tne impart ; Thy Spirit's law of life divine, O write it in my heart ! Implant it deep within, Whejice it may ne'er remove. The law of liberty from fin, The perfe6l law of love. Thy nature be my law. Thy fpotlefs fan£lity, And fvvectly ev'iy moment draw My happy iou^ to th-'e ; ' Soui of my foul rem^ain, Who djdn; for all fulfil, lx\ me, O Lord, fulfil again Thy heav'nly Father's will. H Y M N LXX. C. M. FOR a herirt to praife my God, A heart from fin fet free ! A heart that always feels thy blood, .So freely fpilt for me ! PFTITION. 2 A heart refign'd, ruhn-.Iflive. meek, My great Redeemer's tlvrone ; Where only Chrill is lieard to fpeak ; Where Jefus reigns alone. 3 O for a lowly contrite heart, Btliev-n^-;, tru^ and clean, Which neither life nor death can pr.rL From him that dwells within. 4. A heait in ev'ry thought renev.-'d, And full of love divine; Perfect, and right, and pure, and goodp A copv, Lord, of thine. d>^. #%: 5 Thy tender heart is Hill the lame,"^V And melts at human woe : Jefu, for thee dilirefs'd I am, I want thy love to know. 6 My heart, thou know'ft, can never reft, Till thou create my peace ; Till of my Eden repofiefs'd, From ev'rv fin I ceafe. c Fruit of thy gracious lips on me Btftow, that peace unknown, The hidden manna, and the tree Of life, and the Vv-hite ftone. I ^$ Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, Come quickly from above ; Write thy new name upon my lieart. Thy new, bell name oi love. 74 PETITION. H Y M N LXXI. 1I2/Z> Pfalm. 1 r-|-i HOU bidden love of God, wliofe height, J_ Wliofe depth unfathom'daio nvdn knows, I fee from far tiiy beauteous fight, I only figh for thy repofe^: My heart is paiii'd, nor can it be At refl, till it finds rcil In thee. 2 Thy fecret voice invites me {IfU The fweetnefs of thy yoke to prove ; And fain I would, but though rny will Seems iix'd, yet wide my paffions rove : Yet hindrances ilrew ail the way: I aim at thee, yet from thee dray. 3 'Tis mercy all, that thou hail brought My mind to fe,ek her peace in thee I Yet while I feek,' and find thee not, No peace my wand'vjng foul fhall fee ; O when fhall all my wand'rings end. And all -my fteps to thee-ward tend ? 4 Is there a thing beneath the fan, That flrives with thee my heart to fhare I Ah ! tear it ti;ence, and reign alone. The Lord cf ev'ry motion there ! Then fnall my heart from earth be free,, Wiieii it hath found repofe in thee. 5 Each moment draw from earth away My heart that lowly \^^its tliy call ; Speak to my inmoR foul, and lay, *' I am thy Love, thy God, thy All !*■ To feel thy pow'r, to hear thy voice, To talle thy love, be all my choice. PETITION. 75 H Y M N LXXIL Cardiff. 1 "\7"E happy fmners, hear, X The pris'ners of the Lord, And wait till Chrift appear, .. According to his word ; Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, We HicJl from all our lins be fice. 2 The Lord our righteoufnefs We have long flnce receivM ; Salvation nearer is Than when'vYe firft belicv'd ; Rejoice in hope^ rejoice with me. We fnall from all our fins be free. 3 In God we put cur truft ; If we our fins confefs. Faithful he is, and ju ■, From ail unrighteournefs To cleanfe us all, both you and me. We (hall from all our fms be fre-. 4 Surely in lis the hope Of glory faall appear ; Sinners, your heads lift up. And fee redemption near; Again I lay, rejoice with me, W^ fnall from all our fins be free. 5 Who j' T'l's fuffVings fhare. My feHow-pris^ncrs now, Ye fo(;ri the wreath fh all wear On your triumphant brow : Rjjoice in hope, rejoice with me, We fnall from ail our fins be frc". G 2 7<5 PETITION. 6 The word of God is fure, Aiid never can rcmp-ue. Wc fliall in heart be p;,ire. And pcrfefted in love : Rejoice in hope, rejoice with mc, We {hall from ail our fins be free. 7 Then let us gladly bring Our faciiuce of praile, Let us give thanks, and fing, And glory in his grace: E.ejoice in hope, rejoice with me, \Ye (liall from all our iins be free. H Y IvI N LXXIII. C. M. I 'I ,^ O R ever here my reft fliall be, K Clofe to thy bleeding fide ; This ail my hope, and all my plea. For me the Saviour dy'B ! 2 My dying Saviour, and my God, Fountain for guilt and fin, Sprinkle me ever with rliy blood. And cleanfe, and keep me clean. 3 Wafn me, and make me thus thine own Wafh me, and mine thou art : Wafh me, but not my feet alone. My hands, my head, n^y heart. 4 Th' atoriement of thy blood appiy. Till faith to fight improve 4 Till hope in full fruition die. And all my fonl be love. PETITION, H Y M N LXXIV. C. M. 1 TESU, my life, thy felf apply, J Thy holy Spirit breathe : My vile affeciions crucify. Conform me to thy death. 2 Coriqu'ror of hell, and earth, and hn^ Still with the rebel flrive ; Encer my foul, and work within, And kill, and make alive ! 3 More of thy life, and more I have, As the old x\dam dies : Bury me. Saviour, in thy grave. That 1 with thee may rile. 4 Reign in me, Lordy thy foes controul. Who would not own thy fwav : Diffufe thine image through my foul, Shine to the perfcA day. 5 Scatter the lall remains of fin, Aiid feal me thine abode ; O make me glorious ail within, A temple biiilt by God. H Y M N LXXV. Savannah. QLY Lamb, who thee receive j Ji. Who in thee begin to live. Day and night they cry to thee, As thou art, fo let us be ! 2 jtfii, fte my panting bread ; SeC; I pant in thee to reft 1 Glatjly would I now b«f clean : Cieai'f: me now from ev'rv fsn. yS PETITION. 5 Fix, O fix my wav'ring mind ; To thy crofs my fpirit bind ; Earthly paflions far remove ; Swallow up my foul in love. 4 Dufi: and afhes though we be, Full of guilt and mifery, Thine we are, thou Son of God, Take the purchafe of thy blood. 5 V/ho in heart on thee believes, He th' atonement now receives : He with joy beholds thy face. Triumphs in thy pard'ning grace. 6 See, ye finners, fee the flame PJfmg from the flaiighter'd Lamb, Mark the new, the living way, Leading to eternal day ! 7 Jefus, when this light we fee, All our foul's athirll for thee ; When thy qiiick'ning pow'r we prove, All our heart difiolves in love. 8 Boundlefs wifdom, pow'r divine, Love unfpeakable are thine ! Praife by all to thee be giv'n, Sons of earth, and hoils of hcav'n. H Y M N LXXVL C. M. I T E S U, thou art our King, ^i To me thy fuccour bring : Chrift the mighty one art thou, FIcIp f^r all on thee is laid ; This is the word, 1 claim it now, Send me now the proniis'd aid. pr.rn lO^^ 2 Hi;;!) on thy Father's throne^ (3 look with pity ', Lord of all, Clr.-itl, the Lord, be king to me, 3 I pant to f<:jl thy fway, And oTily thee t' obey : Thee my fpint gafps to meet ; This my one, my ceafelefs pray'r, MukL-, O make my heart thy feat ! O fet up thy khigdom tiiere ! 4 Triumph and reign in me. And fpread thy victor)- : Hell, and death, and fin controul, Pride, and wrath, and ev'ry foe ; All iiibdue : through all my foul Coiiqu'riig and to conquer go. H Y M N LXXVII. C. M. 1 Y O R. D, I believe thy ev'ry v^'ord, .A^ Tfiy ev'ry pron^fe true : A?>d Jo ! I wait on thee, my Lord, Till I my ftrength renew. 2 U in this feeble flcf^-^ I may Av.hile iliew forth thy praife, jefu, fupport the tott'ring clay, Ar.d lengthen out my days. 3 If fuch a worm as I can fpread The com.mon Saviour's name, 8o PETITION. Let lilm who rais'd thee from the dead, (^Icken my mortal frame. 4 Still let me live thy blood to fiiow, Which purges ev'ry ftain ; And gladly linger out below, A few more years in pain. 5 Spare me, till I my ftrength of foul, Til] I thy love retrieve ; Till faith riiall make my fpirit whole, And perfedl foundnefs give. 6 For this in fteadfaft hope I wait, Now Lord, my foul reftore ; Now the new heav'ns and earth create, And I fhall fm no more. HYMN LXXVIII. Wejlmlrijler. 1 X OVE divine, all loves excelling, fl. 4 Joy of heav'n, to earth come down ; Fix in us thy humble dwelling, All thy faithful mercies crown : Jefii, thou art all compafiion, Pure, unboup.dt'd love thou art : Viiit us with thy falvation, Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving fpirit Into ev^y troubled breaft ; Let us all in thee inherit. Let us find that fecond reft. Take away our bent of finning. Alpha and Omega be. End of faith as its beginning, Set our hearts at liberty. PETITION. 8l j Come, almighty to deliver, Let us all thy life receive, Suddenly return, and never, Never more thy temples leave ; Thee we would be always blciTing, Serve thee as thy hofts above, Pray, and praife thee witliout ceafing, . Glory in thy perfe6l love. 4 Flnlfh then thy new creation. Pure and fpotlefs let us be ; Let us fee thy great (alvation, Perfeftly reftorM in thee ; Chang'd from glory into gloiy, Till in heav'u we take our place. Till we caft our crowns before thee, Loit In wonder, love, and praiL* ! HYMN LXXIX. L. M. 1 /"^ THAT my load of fm were gone! . \J O that I could at lad fubmit ; * At Jefu's feet to lay it down ! ■ To lay my foul at Jefu's feet ! 1 2 Reft for my foul I long to find : i Saviour of all If mine thou art, I Give me thy meek and lowly mi-id, "j And llamp thine image on my heart. I 3 Break off the yoke of inbred fin, And fully fet my fplrit free, I caunot reil till pure witliin. Till I am wholly loll in thee* 8 2 PETITION. 4 P'ain would I learn of thee, my God ; Thy light and caiy burden prove, Tlie crols all Itaiu'd with hallow'd blood, The labour of thy dying love. 5 I would ; but thou mud give the pov/'r; My heart from ev'ry fiii releafe ; Bring near, bring near the joyful hour. And fill me with thy perfe(it peace. 6 Come, Lord, the drooping finner cheer Nor let thy chariot-wheels delay ! Appear, in my poor heart appear ! My God, my Saviour, come away ! H Y IvI N LXXX. Wtjinu^ev, 1 J IGIlT oflife, feraphlcfire, J^j Love divine, thyfelf impart, Ev'ry fainting foul infpire ; Shine In ev'ry drooping heart ! Ev'ry mournful finner cheer ; ' Scatter all our .guilty gloom I Son of God, appear, appear! To thy human temples come. 2 Com.e in this accepted hour; liring thy heavenly kingdom i;^ • Fill U3 with thy glorious povv''r, Rooting out the- feeds of hr; : Nothing more can we require ; We will covet nothing lefs ; Jje thou all our heart's delii*, All our joy, and all our peace ! G PETITION. 83 HYMN LXXXI. Fourtdcry, O D of all-redeeming grace. By thy pard'ning love compellM, Up to thee our foals we raife, Up to thee our bodies yield : Thou our facrifice receive. Acceptable through thy Son, While to thee alone we live, While we die to thee alone. Meet it is, and juft and right, That we fhouid be wholly thine ; In thy only will unite. In thy blefled fervice join : O that ev'ry work and word Might proclaim how good thou art : Holinefs unto the Lord Still be wrote upon our heart 1 HYMN LXXXIl. C. M. I T ET I 1 His him to whom we now belong, is fov'reign right affert ; And take up ev'ry thankful fong, And ev'ry loving hsart. He juilly claims us for his own, Who bought us with a price! The Chriilian lives to Chiiil alone. To Chriil alone he dies. Jefus ! thine own at lad receive, Pill ill our hearts' defire ; And let U3 to thy glory live. And In thv caufe expire. H 84 PETITION^ 4 Our fouls and bodies we refign ; With joy we render thee Our all, no longer ours, but thine, To all eternity. HYMN LXXXIII. 112/^ PJalm. 1 "OEHOLD thefervantof the Lord! jL3 I wait thy guiding eye to feel. To hear and keep thy ev'ry word, To prove and do thy perfect will ; Joyful from my own works to ceafe. Glad to fulfil ail righteoufnefs. 2 Me, if thy grace vouchfafe to ufc, Meaneft cf all thy creatures, me, The Q.'c<:di, the time, the manner chufe. Let all my fruit be found of thee : Let all my works in thee be wrought. By thee to full perfection brought. 3 My ev'ry weak, though good defign, O'er-rule, or change, as feems thee meet : Jefu, let all my work be thine ! Thy work, O Lord, is all complete. And pleafmg in thy Father's fight : Thou only haft done all things right. 4 Hfre then to thee thy own I leave. Mould as thou wile thy paflive clay j But let me all thy ilamp receive. But let me all thy words obey ; Serve with a hnglc bcr.rt :ind eye, And to thy olory live ?.r;d die. PETITION. 85 HYMN LXXXIV. Dedlcathn. 1 -pATHER, Son, and Holy Ghoft, X. One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celefhliil hotl. Let thy will en earth be done ; Praiiv^ by ail to thee be giv'n, Glorious Lord of earth and heav'n. 2 If fo poor a worm as I May to thy great glory live, All my aftions fanciify, All my words aad thoughts receive ; Claim me for thy fervice, claim All I have and all I am. 3 Take my foul and body's pow'rs ; Take my mem'ry, mind, and will; All my goods, and all my hours, All I know, and all I feel ; All I think, or fpeak, or do : Take my heart ; but make it new ! 4 Now, O God, thy own I am ! Now I give thee back thy own ; Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, Confecrate to thee alone : Thine I live, thrice happy I ; Happier ftill if thine 1 die ! ^ Father, Son, and Holy Ghofl, One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celeftial hoft. Let thy will on earth be done ; Praife by all to thee be giv'n, Glorious Lord of earth and heaven. 86 PETITION. HYMN LXXXV. S. M. E S U, my truth, my way, My iure unerring ligHt, On thee my feeble fteps I Hay, V7hich thou wilt guide aright. 2 My wifdom aiid my guide, My counfellor thou art : O let me never leave thy iide, Or from thy paths depart. 3 I lift my eyes to thee, Thou gracious bleeding Lamb, That I may now enlighten'd be. And never put to fhame. 4 Never will I remove Out of thy hands ray caufe, But reft in thy redeeming love. And hang upon thy crofs. t; . Teacli me the happy art. In all things to depend On thee: O never, Lord, depart. But love me to the end. 6 Still ftir me up to ftrive With thee in flrength divine ; And ev'ry moment. Lord, revive This fainting foul of mine. ^ Pcrfiil to fave my foul "^ Throughout the fi'iy hour, Till I am ev'ry whit made whole. And fhcw forth all thy pow'r. 8 Through f?ie and water bring Into the wealthy place ; PETITION. And teach mc the new fong to (ing, When perfecled in grace ! 9 O make mc all like thee, Before I hence remove : Settle, covilirm and itablifh me. And build mc up in love. 10 Let me thy witnefs live, When fin is all deftroyM : And then my fpotlefs fonl receive. And take me home to God. HYMN LXXXVI. BremfonL I T" O, in thy hand I lay, i J And wait thy will to prove, My potter, flamp on me, thy ciay. Thy only ftamp of love : Be this my whole deiire, I know that it is thine ; Then kindle in my foul a fire, Whicli (liall for ever (hine. I , Thy gracious readinefs To fave mankind alTert : Thy image, love, thy name imprefs. Thy nature on my heart i Bowels of mercy, hear. Into my foul come down ; Let it throughout my life app;-'ar. That I have Chriil put on. ; O pi \nt in me thy mind ! O fix in me thy horn;' ! So Hidli I cry to all ma'ikind, Corae to the wat-vs, com-e ! H 2 b8 TETTTION. Jcfiis is fyll of gi-nce : To all his bowels move : Behold in me, ye falitn race. That God is only love ! H Y M N LXXXVII. L. M. I. /^ RE AT God, indulge my humble claim;! \JJ Be thou my hope, my joy, ray red ! The glovics that compofe thy name. Stand all engag'd to make me bleft. 2 Thou great and good, thou juft and wife. Thou art my Father, and my God ! And I am thine by facred ties. Thy ion, thy fcrvant, bought with blood. 3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, For thee I long, for thee I look. As travellers in tliirfty lands Pant for the cooliiig- water-brook. 4. Even life ilfelf, without thy love. No lafting pleafr-re can adford ; Yea, 't would a tivc fome Wi-dea prove. If I v/ere banit?i'd froia thee. Lord ! 5 I'll lift my hands, I')] rxXz mj voice. While I have? br? ,rh to pray or praife ; This work fl:all make my heart rtjoice. And fpcnd the remnant of rcy days. HYMN LXXXVIII. L. M. TrIOU, to vvhofe all-fearchir.jr ilght The darkntfii fiiincth as tlie light. Search, prove my heart, it psnts for thee; O burit thele bonds, a«d Tet :•. iTce ! PETITION. Bp 2 Wafh out its llains, refine its drofs, Nail my afreAions to the crols ' Hallow each thought ; let all ^vithin Be clean as thou, my Lord, art clean. ^ If in this darkfomc v^ild I ft ray. Be thou my light, be thou my way ; No foes, no violence I fear. No fraud, while thou my God, ast near. b'.eft liour, when iVom a'Kr,-c Wc fi-'il received the pledge of love. ()0 PETITION. 3 the gladnefs of that happy clay, O m:iy it ever, ever ilay ! Nor let our faith forfake its hold, Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold ! 4 Each following minute as it flies, Incrcafe thy praife, improve our joys. Till vi'e are rais'd to ^ir\g thy name. At the great fupper of the Lamb. HYMN XC. Pafion, 1 ii^^OME, Lord, from above, \^ The mountains remove, O'erturn all that hinders the com'fe of thy love : My bofom infpire, Inkiudle the fire. And wrap my whole foul in the flames of defire. 2 I languifli and pine For ihe comfort divine, O when fl-.all I fay, " my beloved is mine, " I have chofe the good part, " My portion thou art, [heart." " O love, I have found thee, O God in my 3 For this my Leart fjghs. Nothing elfe can fufiice : [price ? How, Lord, can I purchafe the pearl of great It cannot be bought. And thou know' ft I have nought. Not an adion, a word, or a truly good thought, 4 Bat I hear a voice fay. Without money you may Receive it, whoever hath nothing to pay ; PETITION. 91 Who on Jcfus relics, Withriut money or price, The pearl of forgivcncfs and holiuers buys. 5 The blefiing is free. So, Lord, let it be : I yield that thy love fliould be given to mc. I freely receive What thou fretly doil give. And confent in thy love, in thine Eden to- live. 6 The gift I embrace, The giver I praife, And afcribe my falvation to Jefus's grace ; It came from above. The foretafte I prove. And I foon fliail receive all thy fulnefs of love. HYMN XCI. S. M. 1 AND can I yet delay ±\. My little all to give ? To tear niy foul from earth away, For Jefus to receive ? Nay, but I yield, I yield ! I can hold out no more ; I fink, by dying love compeli'd. And own thee conqueror ! 2 Though late I all forfake, My friends, my all refign ; Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, And feal me ever thine ! Come and pofiefs me whole. Nor hence again remove : Settle and fix my w?.v*nng foul With ail thy weight of love. 92 PETITION. 3 My one defire be tliis, Thy only love to know ; To feek and tafte no other bllfs, No other good below. My life my portion thou, Thou all-fufficient art, My hope, my heavenly treafure, now Enter and keep my heart ! HYMN XCII. Shepherd of Ifrael 1 'Tn H O U Shepherd of Ifrael, and mine, X The joy and defire of my heart, For clofer communion I pine, I long to refide where thou art : The pafture I languifh to find, Where all who their fhepherd obey. Are fed, on thy bofom reqlin'dj And fcreen'd from the heat of the day. 2 Ah ! fhew me that happieft place. That place of thy people's abode. Where faints in an ecftacy gaze, And hang on a crucify 'd God : Thy love for a finner declare. Thy paflion and death on the tree ; My fpirit to Calvary bear, To fuffer and triumph with thee. 3 'Tis there with the lambs of thy flock," There only I covet to reft ; To lie at the foot of the rock. Or rife to be hid in thy breafl: : PETITION. 93 'Tis there I would always abide, , And never a moment depart ; Conceal'd in the cleft of thy fide, Eternally held in thy heart. HYMN XCIII. Olney. JESUS, my Lord, attend Thy feeble creature's cry : And fhew thyfelf the fmner's friend, And fet me up on high. From hell's opprcluve povv'r My ftruggling foul releafe ; And to thy Father's grace reftore ; And to thy perfed; peace. Thy blood and righteoufnefs I make my only plea ; My prefent and eternal peace Are both deriv'd from thee. Rivers of life divine From thee, their fountain, flow ; And all who know that love of thine. The joy of angels know. Come then, impute. Impart To me thy righteoufnefs. And let me tafte how good thou art. How full of truth and grace : That thou canft here forgive, Gr?.nt rr.e to teftify, And juilify'd by faith to live. And in thn faith to di^-. 94 PETITION. H Y M N XCIV. C. M. 1 "O EING of beings, God of love, ^13 To thee our hearts we raife ; Thy all-fullaining power we prove, And gladly fing thy praife. 2 Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be, Our facrifice receive ; Made, and preferv'd, and fav'd by thee, To thee ourfelves we give. 3 Heav'n-ward our cv'ry wifh afplres. For all thy mercy's ftore : The fole return thy love requires, Is that we aili for more. 4 For more we ai]<; : we open then Our hearts t' embrace thy will : Turn and beget us, Lord, again ; With all thy fulnefs fill. 5 Come, Holy Ghoft, the Saviour's love Shed in our hearts abroad! So fliall we ever live and move. And be with Chrift in God. H Y M N XCV. C. M. SUN of Rigliteoufnefs, arifc With healing in thy wing ! To my difeas'd, my fainting foul. Life and falvation bring. Thefe clouds of pride and fin difpel By thy all-piercing beam ; I^ighten mine eyes with faith, my l.eart \¥ith holy hope inflame. PETITION. 95 3 My mind by thy all-quick'ning power From low defires fet free ; Unite my fcatter'd thoughts, and fix My love entire on thee. 4 Father, thy long-loft fon receive : Saviour, thy purchafe Qvvn ; Bleft comforter, with peace and joy Thy new-made creature crown. 5 Eternal, undivided Lord, Co-equal One in Three, On thee all faith, all hope be piac'd. All love be paid to thee. H Y M N XCVI. Plymouth 1 QON of God, thy bleffing ^rant, 1^3 Still fupply our ev'iy want ! Tree of life, thy influence fhed, With thy fap my fpirit feed. 2 Tendereft branch, alas ! am I, Wither without thee and die, Weak as helplefs infancy ; O confirm my foul in thee. 3 Unfuftain'd by thee I fall ; Send the help for which I call ; Weaker than a bruifed reed. Help I every moment need. 4 All my hopes on thee depend ; Love me, fave me to the end : CiWQ. me the continuing grace. Take the everlafting praife, I q6 petition. HYMN XCVII. Plymouth. O R D, we come before thee now, At thy feet we humbly bow j O ! do not our fuit difdain, Shall we feek thee, Lord, in vain ? Lord, on thee our fouls depend, In compaffion now defcend ; Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, Tune our lips to fmg thy praife. In thine own appointed way, Now we feek thee, here we ftay ; Lord, we know not how to go, Till a bleffing thou beftow. Send fome mcffage from thy word, hat may joy and peace afford ; Let thy Spirit now impart Full falvation to each heart. Comfort thofe who weep and mouniy Let the time of joy return ; Thofe that are call down, lift up ; Make them ilrong in faith and hope. Grant that all may feek, and find Thee a gracious God, and kind : Heal the fick, the captive free ; Let us ail rejoice in thee. HYMN XCVIII. Wbltcnchr^, ,0 O M E, thou Almighty King, "-'^^^ Help us thy name to fing. Help us to praife ! PETITION. 97 Father all glorious, O'er all vi| Arife, ye needy, he'll relieve. ^ A(\i but his grace, and lo ! 'tis given : Aflc, and he turns your hell to heaven ; Tho' fin and fcrrow wound my foul, Jefu, thy balm will make it whole. To fhame our fms he blufh'd in blood, He clos'd his eyes to Ihew us God ; Let all the world fall down and know, That none but God fuch love can fhow. 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone I fhed my tears and make ray moan ; Where'er I am, where'er I move, I meet the objeft of my love. Infatiate to this fpring I fly ; I drink, and yet am ever dry ; Ah ! who againll thy charms is proof ? Ah ! v.'ho that loves, can love enough ? HYMN C. Funeral. HO W tedious and taPielefs the hours, Vflien Jefus no longer I fee ; Sweet profpe6ts, fweet birds, and fweet flow'rs, Have all loft their fweetnefs to me : The midfummer lun fhines but dim, The fields ftrive in vain to look gay ; But when I am happy in him, December's as pleafant as May. PETITION. 99 2 His name yields the richcft perfume, And fwceter than njulic his voice j Hi.- pretence difperfes my gloom, And makes all within me rejoice. I fhould, were he always thus nii^}], Have nothing to widi or to fear; No mortal fo happy as I, ^ My fummer would lail all the year. 3 Content with beholding his face, My all to his pleafure refign'd ; No changes of feafon or place Would make any change in my mind ; While blefsM with a fenfe of his love, A palace a toy would appear ; And prifons v/ould palaces prove, If Jcfus would dwell with me there. 4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine. If thon art my fun and my fong ; Say, why do I languish and pine ? And why are my winters fo long ? O w tnefies ! O that my Lord W'juld count mc meet To vrdih his dear difciplts' feet ! 6 This only thing do I require ; Thou know'll 'tis all my heart's defire, Fvcely what I receive to give. The fcriot of tfcy church to live : 7 After my lowly Lord to go. And wait npoji thy faii'ts below. Enjoy the gmce to angels giv*n. And ierve the rpyal heirs of heav's. f? Lord, sf I now thy drawings i^df And alk according to thy will ; Confirm the prayV, the ital impart. And ipeak the anfwer to my heart. J TeB me, or thoa fhalt never go, *' Thy pray'r is heard ; it ihr^li be fo." The words have pafs'd thy h'ps, and 1 Shall With thy people live and die. HYMN CIIL K-mgsivood. I I ,^ V E R fainting with defire, I \> For thee, O Chriil, I call ! Thee I reillefsly require, I Vk'ant my God, my All. Jcfu, dear redeeming Lord, X wait thy coming from iiborc : Help me, Saviour, fpeak the wciv, i\nd perfe6l mc in lo-, iC. I02 PETITION, / "WJk thou fuirer me to go T.vr.enting all my days ? . I nevv^r, never know; Thj fanflifying grace ? Wilt thou not the li^ht afford, The cir.rknefs from my loul remove t Re^p me, Saviour, fpcak the word, y\rid pcriL_(5^ me in love. 3 Ltv. d, if 1 on thee believe, " ; ; iecond gift Impart; V; ;: ~. th' indwelling Spirit give -' r.w, a contrite heart : li w'lh love thy heart is llor'd, If now o'er me thy bowels move. Help rae, Saviour, fpeak the word, And perfefl me in love. 4 Let rae gain my calling's hope, O make the linner clean ! Dry corruption's fountain up, Cut off th' entail of iin : T. ke rae into thee, my 'Lord, And I faall then no longer rove: PIclp rne. Saviour, fpeak the word, Aiid pcrfed: me in love. 5 Thou, my life, my treafuve be, My portion here below ! Nothing would I feek but thee, Thee only would I know : IvTy exceeding great reward. My heav'n on earth, my heav'n above : TT.-ln me, Sai'iour. fncak the word, A-a vr.if.amc'inlcve. PETITION. I Grant me now the blifs to feel Of thpfe that are in thee ; Son of God, thyfelf reveal, Engrave thy name on mc : As In heav'n be here ador'd, And let me now the promife prove j Help me, Sv^vlour, fpeak the word, And perfeA me In love. HYMN CIV. C. M. 1 "TV /TY God, I know, I feel thee mine, JLV X And will not quit my claim, Till all I have is loll in thine, And all renew'd I am. 2 I hold thee with a trembling hand, And will not let thee go, Till fteadfallly by faith I (land, And all thy goodnefs know. 3 Jcfu, thine ali-viclorious love Shed in my heart abroad ! Then fiiall my feet no longer rove. Rooted and fix'd in God, ■4 O tliat in me the facred fire Might now begin to glow ! * Burn up the drcls of bafe defire, . , And make the m.ountains fiov/ ! .5 O that it now from heav'n might faU, And ail my fins confume : Come, Holy Ghoft, for thee I call, ■Spirit of burningj come. 104 PETITION. 6 Refining fire, go througli my heart, IHuiTiinate rny foul ; Scatter thy hfe through ev'ry part. And faa£tify the whole. "] Sorrow and an fhall then expire, "When enter'd into reil: ; I only live rny God t' admire, Iv:y God for ever bleil. S My fteadfaG: foul, from falling free. Shall then no longer move ; But Chrilt be all the world to me, And ?dl my heart be love. HYMN CV. Shepherd of IfracL HAT now is my objeft and aim ? What now is my hope and defire ? To folio v^^ the heavenly Lamb, And after his image afpire : My hope is all center *d in thee ; I truft to recover thy love ; On "arth thy falvation to fee. And then to enjoy thee above, 2 I i]'.v?i for a life-giving God, A God that on Calvary dy'd ; A fountain of water and blocd, Wliich gufli'd from ImmanuePs fide ! I galp for the flream of thy love, The fpirit of rapture unknown ; And then to re-drink it above, Eternally frefli from the throne. PETITION. ic_5; HYMN CVI. Bradford. I TESU, thy boiindlefs love to me J No thought can reach, no tongue declare: O knit my thankful heart to thee, And reign without a rival there ! Thine wholly, thine alone I am ; Be thou alone my conftant flame ! I O grant that nothing in my foul May dwell, but thy pure love alone ! O may thy love poflefs me whole ! My joy, my treafure, and my crown : Strange flames far from my heart remove ; My ev'ry ad, word, thought, be love. \ O love, how cheering is thy ray ! All pain before thy prefence flies ; Care, anguifli, forrow, meit away. Where'er thy healing beams arife ; O Jefu, nothing m.ay I fee, Nothing deflre or feek but thee ! [. UnwearyM may I this purfue, Dauntlefs to the high prize afpire ; Hourly within my foul renew This holy flame, this heav'nly lire ; And day and night be all m.y care To guard this facred treafure there. O that I as a little child Mc!y follow thee and never refl:. Till fv/eetly thou hail breath 'd thy mild And lovv'V mind into my breaii ! 'y:-. evei: fcay we parted be, " "" ' - ''^"r't with thee. tG6 PETITION. ^ 6 Still let tliy love point out my way ; How wond'rous things thy love hath wrought L Still lead me left I go aftray ; Direft my word, infpire my thought : And if I fall, foon may I hear Thy voice, and know that love is near. 7 In fufF'ring be thy love my peace, In weaknefs be thy love my pow'r. And when the ftorms of life fliall ceafe, Jefu, in that important hour, In death, as life, be thou my guide, And fave me, who for me haft dy'd ! HYMN CVII. L. M. ^ TTOLY, and true, and righteous Lord^ XjL I wait to prove thy perfect will ; Be mindful of thy gracious word, Ancl ft amp me with thy Spirit's feal. 2 Open my faith's interior eye : Difplay thy glory from above; And all I am ftiall fink and die, Loft in aftonifliment and love ! 3 Confound, o'ei-powV me by thy grace i I would be by myfelf abhorr'd ; All might, all triajelty, all praife, All glory be to Chrift my Lord ! 4- Now let me gain perfection's height : Now let me into nothing fall. As lefs than nothinj^ in my fight. And hd that Chrift is ail in all ! PETITION. 107 HYMN CVIII. Hotham. I QAVIOURof thefin-fickfoul, 1^ Give me faith to make me whole : Finifli thy great work of grace ! Cut it fhort in righteoufnefs. Speak the fecond time, ** Be clean !'* Take away my inbred fin; Ev'ry ftumbling-block remove ; Caft it out by perfedl love. 3 Nothing lefs will I require. Nothing more can I defire : None but Chrift to me be giv^n; None but Chrift in earth or heaven* O that I might now decreafe ! O that all I am might ceafe ! Let me into nothing fall ! Let my Lord be all in all 1 HYMN CIX. C. M. I T O R D, I believe a reft remains 1. ^ To all thy people known j A reft where pure enjoyment reigns. And thou art lovM alone. A reft where all our fou?s defire Is fixM on things above ; Where fear, and fin, and grief expire, Caft out by perfeft love. 3 O lh?.t I now the reft might know, Believe and enter in ! Now, Saviour, now the pow'r beftow, A-'jJ let me ceafe from fin, K X08 PETITION. 4 Remove th'S luirdneis from my hearty This unbelief remove ; To me the rell of faith impart, The fcibbath of thy love. 5 I would be thine, thou knovv'ft I would, And ha?ve thee all my own j ThijCji O my all-fuflicient good, I want, and thee alone. 6 Thy name to me, thy nature grant ! This only this be giv'n ; Nothing befide my God 1 want, Nothing in earth orheav'-n. 7 Conic, O m,y Saviour, come away. Into my foul defctnd ! No longer from thy 'creature ftay, My author and my end ! 8 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, Arid feal me thine abode ; Let all I am m thet be hR, Let all be loa in God I HYMN ex. C. M. 1 g^ J O Y F U L foun d of gofpel-grac^i \^y Chriil riiall in me app(?ai'! T;, rrvea.I, ihall fee ]\k face ; ". hi^il be Aoly hciVo ; rh. ;^IdA! :;own Jaf nghteoufnefs 'J'.') me re.u^h'd out I view ; Cc . ;u'rr;r ♦"hruugii hiin, T foon fhall felzc .:Vr:.l wcur ":; i.s my due. 3 The promis'J land from Pifgah's top I now exult to fee ; PETITTON. IC.9 My hope is full (O glorious hope) Of immortality. i^ He vifits now this houfe of clay ; He fhakes his future home : O vvouldft thou, Lord, on this glad day. Into thy tempk come. 5 With me, I know, I ixc-I thou art. But this cannot fuffice, Unlefs th:'U planteft in my heart A conftant paradife. 6 My earth thou wat'refl: from on higkg But make it all a pool : Spring up, O welly I ever cry. Spring up within my foul. 7 Corae, O my God, thyfelf reveal ! Fill all this mighty void : Thou only canft my fplrit till ; Come, O my God, my God t 8 Fulfil, fulfil my large defires, Large as infinity ; Give, gi\c me all my foul requires, All, all that is ia thee ! H Y M N CXL C. M. 1 TLSUS hath dy'd that I might live, Jl Might live to God alone ; In him eternal hfe receive, And be in fpirit one. 2 Saviour, I thank thee for th« grace?, Tht gift imfpeakable; And wait .vith arms of faith t* embiace, A)}u d.\\ thy love to fed. no PETITION. 3 My loul breaks cut in ftrong defire, The perfect blifs to prove ; My longing heart is all on fire, To be difTolv'd in love. 4 Give me thyfelf, from ev'ry boaft, From cv'ry fin fet free j Let all I am in thee be loft. But give thyfelf to me. 5 Thy gifts, alas ! cannot fufficc, Unlefs thyfelf be giv'n ; Thy prefence makes my paradife, And where thou art is heav'n ! H Y 3\^ J^ CXIL SmithfieWs, I nr^ HOU great, myfterious God unknown; I Whofe love hath gently led me on, Ev'n from my infant days ; Mine inmoft foul expofe to view, And tell me if I never knew Thy juftifying grace, 3 If I have only known thy fear. And follovv'd with an heart fmcere, Thy drawing from above ; Now, now the farther grace beftow, And let my fprinkled confcience knowj Thy fweet forgiving love. 3 Short of thy love I would not ftop, A ftranger to the gofpel hope. The fenfe of fin forgiv'n : I would not. Lord, my foul deceive. Without thy inward witnefs live. That ajitepaft of hcav'n. PETITION. M If now the witnefs were in me, Would he not teftify of thee, In Jefus reconcil'd ? And fhould I not with faith draw nigh, And boldly, Abba Father, cry, I know myfelf thy child ? Ah ! never let thy fervant reft. Till of my part in Chrilt poffefsM, I on thy mercy feed : Unworthy of the crumbs that faM, Yet rais'd by him who dy'd for all, To eat the children's bread. Whate'er obdrudts thy pard'ning lev?, Or iin, or rightcoufncfs, remove, Thy glory to display : Mine heart of unbelief cbnvinge. And now abfolve rac horn my liris. And take them all away. HYMN CXni L. M. I T\ y/TY hope, my All, my Sarkmr thoil^ f xVX To thee, lo ! now my {anl I bow ; 1 feci the blifs thy wounds impart, I find thee, Saviour, in my heart. I Be thou my ftrength, be thou my way, ■ Protect me through my life's fhort day 5 In all my adts may wifdom guide. And keep me, Saviour, near thy fidje. 5 Corredl, reprove, and comfort me ; As I have need, my Saviour be : And if I would from thee depart. Then clafp me, Saviour, to t}:y heart. jjji PETITION. 4 In fierce temptation's darkeft hour. Save me from fin and Satan's pow'r j Tear every idol from thy throne, And reign, niy Saviour — reign alone. 5 My fufF'ring time fhall foon be o'er. Then fhall I figh and weep no more ; My ranfom'd loul Ihall foar away, To fing thy praife in cndlefs day. ■ HYMN CXIV. C. M. I TESUS, the all-fuftaining Word, J My fallen fpirit's hope, After thy lovely likenefs, Lord, O when fhall I wake up ? 3 Thou, O my God, thou only art The life, the truth, the way ; Quicken my foul, inflruft my heart. My finking footlleps flay. 3 Of all thou haft in earth below. In heav'n above to give. Give me thine only felf to know, In thee to walk and live, 4 Fill me with all the life of love, In myftic union join Me to thyfelf, and let me prove The fellowfhip divine. 5 Open the intercourfe between My longing foul and thee. Never to be broke off again Throug-h all eternity. PETITION. 113 HYMN CXV. C. M. I T T O W vain are all things here below, XjL How falfe, and yet how fair ! Each plcafure hath its poifon too, And ev*ry fweet a fnare. t The brighteft things below the flcy Give but a flattering light ; We fhould fufpeft fome danger nigh, Where we poffefs delight. 3 Our dearefl joys, and neareft friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wav'ring minds, And leave but half for God ! 4 The fondnefs of a creature's love. How ftrong it ftrikes the fenfe I Thither the warm affeftions move, Nor can we call 'em thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My foul's eternal food j And grace command my heart away From all created good. HYMN CXVI. Pajwn. L L ye that pafs by, To Jcfus draw nigh : To you is it nothing that Jefus fhould die ? Your ranfom and peace, Your furety he is. Come fee if there eVer was forrow like hi^. A^ 114 PETITION. 2 For what you have done, His blood muft atone ; The Father hath punlfti'd for you his dear Son* The Lord, in the day Of his anger, did lay Your fins on the Lamb, and he bore them away. 3 He anfwer'd for all, O come at his call, And low at his crofs with aftonilhment faD. But lift up your eyes At Jefus's cries, Impaflive he fufPcrs, immortal he dies. 4 He dies to atone For fins not his own ; [done. Your debt he hath paid, and your work he hath. Ye all may receive The peace he did leave, Who made intercefiion, <' My Father, forgive.'* 5 For you and for me He prayM on the tree ; His prayer is accepted, the finn^r is free. The finner am I, Who on Jcfus rely, ^ nd come for the pardon God cannot deny. 6 My pardon I cMm, Fpr a finner t am, \ finner believing in Jefus's name. He pui'chas'd the grace. Which now I embrace ; O Father^ thou know'H iic h;\th dy'd in^my place. PETITION. 115 7 His death is my plea, My advocate fee, [me : And hear the blood fpeak that hath anfwerM for Acquitted I was When he bled on the crofs, And by lofing his life he hath carry'd my caufe. HYMN CXVII. L. M. 1 "Y X T H E N, gracious Lord, when fhall it be, V V That I fhall find my all In thee ? The fulnefs of thy promife prove, The feal of thine eternal love ? 2 A poor blind child I wander here. If haply I may feel thee near: dark ! dark ! dark ! I ftill muft fay, Amidft the blaze of gofpel-day. 3 Thee, only thee I fain w^ould find. And caft the world and ilefh behind ; Thou, only thou to me be giv*n. Of all thou haft in earth or heav*a. 4 When from the arm of flefh fet free, Jefu, my foul (hall fly to thee : Jefu, when I have loft my all, 1 ihall upon thy bofom fall. HYMN CXVIIL L. M. 1 "\ T 7" Horn man forfakes thou wilt not leave, V V Ready the outcafts to receive ; Though all my firaplenefs I own, And all my faults to thee are known. no PETITION. 2 Ah ! wherefore did I ever doubt ? Thou wilt in no ivlfe call me out, An helpkfs fcul that comes to thee, With only Tin and mifery. 3 Lord, I am fick, my ficknefs cure : I want, do thou ern'ch the poor : .Under thy n.Ighty hand I ftoop : O lift the abjeA finner up ! 4 Lord, I am bh'nd, be thou my fight I Loid, I am weak, be thou my might I A helper of the hclplefs be, And let me find my all in thee I HYMN CXIX. C. M. I T E S U S, Redeemer of mankind^ J Difplay thy favin^ pow'r ; Thy mercy let thefe out-cafts find. And know their gracious hour. % Ah 1 give them, Lord, a longer fpacc, Nor fuddenly confume j But let them take the profTerM gracc^ And flee the wrath to come. 3 O would'ft thou caft a pitying look (All goodnefs as thou art) Like that which faithlefs Peter's broke, On each obdurate heart ! 4 Who thee beneath their feet have trod. And crucify'd afrefh, Touch with thine all-vidorlous blood, Aiid turn the itone to defli. PETfTION. II^J j Open their eyes, and ears, to fee Thy crofs, to hear thy cri-^s : Sinner, thy Saviour weeps for thee. For thee he weeps and dits. |6 All the day long he meekly flands His rebels to receive, And fhevv-s his wounds, and fpreads hiS handf, And bids you turn and live. 7 Turn, and your fins of decpell die He will with blood efface ; Even now he waits the blood t' apply, t Be fav'd, be fav'd by grace, 8 Be fav'd from hell, from fin and fear; He fpeaks you now forgiven ; Walk before God, be perfedt hei-e. And then come up to heav'n. HYMN CXX. 1 1 2th Pfalm. 1 ^^ GOD of good, \\\e unfathom'd fea, V-/ Who would not give his heart to thee \ Who would not love thee with his mighty , O jef 1, loveii of mankind ? Who would not his whole foul and mlnd^ With all his ftr'ength to thee unite ? 2 Thou fhln'ft with everlafting rays ; Before the unfufferable blaze, Angels with both wings veil their eyes ; Yet free as air thy bounty flreams On all thy works ; thy mercy''s beamj DiffuJive as the fun's, arife. 1X8 PETITION. I 3 AflonirtiM at thy frowning brow, ^l Earth, hell, and'heav'n's ftrong pillars bovr, Terrible majefty is thine I ; Who then can that vaft love exprefs, Which bows thee down to me, who lefs Than nothing am, till thou art mine ! 4 High thronM on heav^i's eternal hill, In number, weight, and meafure ftill, Thou fweetly order'll all that is : And yet thou deign'ft to come to me, And guide my fteps, that I with thee Enthron'd may reign in endlefs blifs. HYMN CXXI. Pajion, 1 /^ JESUS, my reft, \J How unfpeakably bleft Is the fmner that comes to be hid in thy breaft ! ; 2 I come at thy call. At thy feet do I fall, i And believe and confefs thee my God and my All. 3 Thou art Mary's good part, ^ The thing needful thou art. The defire of my eyes, and the joy of my heart. 4 My comfort and ilay. My life and my way, My crown of rejoicing in that happy day. 5 Health, pardon, and peace In thee 1. pofTcfs ; I can have nothing more, I will have nothing lefs, 6 I (land In thy might, I walk in thy light. And all hcav'n I claim in thy God-giving right. PETITION. 119 HYMN CXXII. L. M. For more Labourers, 1 T E S U, thy wandering fheep behold ! J See, Lord, with yearning bowels fee, Poor fouls, that cannot find the fold, Till fought and gathered in by thee. 2 Loft; are they now, and fcatter'd wide, In pain, and vvearinefs, and want ; With no kind Shepherd near to guide The fick, and fpiritlefs, and faint. 3 Thou, only thou, the kind and good. And (heep-redeeming Shepherd art ; Colledl thy flock, and give them food, And pallors after thine own heart. 4 Give the pure word of general grace. And great fhall be the preachers' crowd : Preachers who all the finful race. Point to the all-atoning blood, 5 Open their mouth and utterance give, Give them a trumpet-voice to call A world, who all may turn and live, Through faith in him who dy'd for all. 6 In every meflenger reveal The grace they preach divinely free ; That each may by thy Spirit tell, " He dy'd for all who dy'd for me." 7 A double portion from above Of that all-quick 'ning Spirit impart ; Shed forth thine univerfal love In ev'ry faithful Pallor's heart. I20 PETITION. 8 Thy otily glory let them fcek, O let their hearts with love o'erfiow 5 Let them believe, and therefore fpeak, A nd fpread thy mercy's pralfe below. H Y M N CXXIII. S. M. Nativky-Hymn. 1 Tj^ AT H E R, our hearts v^ Hit JC Up to thy gracious throne. And thank thee for the precious g|jfe Of thine incarnate Son ; The gift unfpeakabk ; We tharkfuUy receive, And to the world thy goodnefs tell. And to tliy glory live. 2 Jefus the holy child Doth by his birth declare. That God and man are redRnciPd, And one in him we arc : Salvatio*! through his name To all mankind is given. And loud his infant-cries proclaim, A peace ^twixt earth and heaven. 3 A peace on earth he brings, Which never more fhall end : The Lord of hofts, the King of kings. Declares himfelf our friend : AiTumes our flefh and blcpd. That we his fpirit may gain ; The everlalling Son of God, The mortal Son of man. 4 His kingdom from above He doth ;o u^i imv)?.rt, PETiriONT. 121 And pnr!? b?ncvoIcnce and love O'erflow the faithful heart : Cliang^d in a moment, we The fvv^et attraction find. With open arms of charity Embracing all mankind. : O might ther all receive The new-born Prince of Peace, And meekly in his fpirit hve, And In his love incrcafe 1 Till he convey us home, Cry ev'ry foul aloud, Come thou defire of nations, conic, And take us up to God. HYMN CXXIV. S. M- For more Labourers. 1 T O R D of the harveft, hear 1. A Thy needy fervants* cry, Anfwer o'.ir faith's effcftual prciy'r. And all our wants fupply. 2 On thee we humbly wait, Our wants are in thy view : The harveft, truly, Lord, is gvc.tt. The labourers are few. 3 Convert and fend forth more Into thy church abroad, A^d let them fpeak thy word of pow'r As workers wl:h their God. 4 Give the pure gofpel-word. The word of gen'ral grace ; 122 PETITION. There let them preach the common Lord, Saviour of human race. 5 O let them fpread thy name. Their miflion fully prove. Thy univerfal grace proclaim, Thine all-redeeming love. HYMN CXXV. L. M. For a ficli Perfon. E E, gracious Lord, with pitying eyes, ■s Beneath thy hand a fufferer lies, Thy mercy, not thine anger, proves ; And fick is he whom Jefus loves. 2 His to thine own afflictions join. Accept, exalt, and call them thine : Thy paffion which remains fulfil, And fuffer in thy members ftill. 3 His ficknefs feel, endure his pain, His burden bear, his crofs fuftain : Grieve In his griefs, and figh his fighs, And breathe his wlfhes to the fkies. 4 Enter his heart, pofTefs him whole, Infpire and aduate his foul ; Himfelf no longer let It be, That fuffers, or that lives, but thee, ^ Thyfelf through fufferings perfeft made, Conform him thus to thee his head ; Refine, and raife his virtue higher,- When try'd and purify'd by fire. 6 So when his eyes behold thee near. And thou his hidden life appear ; Bright In thy likenefs fhall he fhlne. And glorious all, and all divine. REJOICING. «13 REJOICING. HYMN CXXVL S. M. \ dT^ O M E, ye that love the Lord, \^ And let your joys be known ; Join in a fong with fwcet accord, While ye iurround his throne ; Let thofe refiife to fing Who nev^r knew our God; But fen-ants of the heav'nly King May fpeak their joys abroad. 2 The God that rules on high, . That all the earth furveys, ^^ That rides upon the ilormy /ky. And calms the roaring feas ; This awful God is ours, Our Father and our Love : He will fend down his heav'nly pow'r; To carry «& above. 3 There we fl^all fee his face. And never, never fm ! There, from the rivers of his grace. Drink endlefs plcafures in : Yea, and before we rife To that immortal ftate. The thoughts of inch amazing blifi Shoi^d conilant joys create. 4 The men of grace have found Glory begun below : Celedial fruit on eaithly ground From faidi and hope may grow : 124 REJOieiNG. Then let our fongs abound. And ev'ry tear be dry ; We're marching through Imraanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high. HYMN CXXVII. L. M. 1 TTA P P Y the/ man that finds the grace, JTJL The blefS^IJ^ God's chofen race. The wifdom cottiJI^rf'rom above, The faith that fweetly works by love, 2 Happy beyond defcription he. Who knows the Saviour dy'd for me, The gift unfpeakable obtains, And hcav'nly underilanding gains. 3 Wifdom divine ! Who tells the price Of wifdom's collly merchandife ? Wifdom to filver we prefer. And gold is drofs, compared to her. 4 Her hands are fiU'd with length of days, True riches and immortal praife : Riches of Chrlft on all bellow'd, And honour that defcends from God. 5 To pureft joys fae all invites, Chafte, holy, fpiritual delights ; Her ways are ways of pleafantnefs, And all her flow'ry paths are peace. 6 Happy the man who wifdom gains ; Thrice happy who his gueft retains ; He owns, and Ihall for ever own, V/'^'dom, and Chrift, and heav'n are one. REJOICIN'. . 125 H Y M N CXXVIII. C. M. 1 TJ A P P Y the fouls to Jefus joInM, X A And fav'd by grace alone ; Walking in all his ways, they find Their heav'n on earth begun. 2 The church triumphant in thy love, Their mighty joys we know ; They fing the Lamb in hymns above, And we in hymns below. 3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praife, And bow before thy throne ! We in the kingdora of thy grace ; The kingdoms are but one. 4 The holy to the holl'ft leads ; From thence our fpirits rife ; And he that in thy ftatutes treads, . Shall meet thee in the fkies. HYMN CXXIX. Mifs E^zvin's. L Angels and men 'be join'd. To celebrate with me The Saviour of mankind : T' adore the all-atoning Lamb, And blefs the found of Jefu's nam;:. Jefus ! tranfporting found ! The joy of earth and heav'n ; No other help is found. No other name is giv'n. By which we can falvation have, But Jefus came the world to fave. 126 REJOICItvG. 3 Jcfus ! harmonious name ! It charms the hofts above ; Tiiey evei'more proclaim, And wonder at his love : 'Tis all their liappinefs to gaze, 'Tis heav'n to fee our Jefu's face. 4 His name the finner hears, And is from fm fet free ; 'Tis muiic in his ears ; 'Tis life and victory ; New fongs do now his lips employ. And dances his glad heart for joy. 5 Stung by the fcorpion fin, My poor expiriiig foul The balmy found drinks in, And is at once made whole ; See there, my Lord upon the tree ! I hear, I feel he dy'd for me. 6 O unexampled love ! O all-redeeming grace ! How fwiftly didil thou move To favc a fallen race ; What fhall I do to make it known, Wiiat thou for all mankind hail done ? 7 O for a tnimpet-voice. On all the world to call ; To bid their hearts rejoice In him who dy'd for all ? For ail my Lord was crucify'd ! For all; for till uny Saviour dy'd '. REJOICING. To fcrve thy blelTed will, Thy clyiug love to praife, Thy coiinfel to fulfil, And minjiler thy grace, Freely what I rtfceive to give, The life of heav'n on earth I live. HYMN CXXX. Fonmon, ARISE, my foul, arife, Shake off thy guilty fears, The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears ; .Before the throne my furety Hands ; ■My name is written on his hands. He ever lives above For me to intercede ; His all-redeeming love, His precious blood to plead ; His blood aton'd for all our race, And fpvinkles now the throne of grace. Five bleeding wounds he bears, Receiv'd on Calvary : They pour effectual pray*r.<, They ilrongly fpcak for mc : Forgive him, O forgive, they cry . Nor let that ranfom'd iinner die. The Father hears him pray. His dear anointed one ; He cannot turn away The prefencc of his Son : His Spirit .>.nfwers to the blood, liAnd tells me I am born of God> ^ Mv. 128 REJOICINC. 5 My God Is rcconciPd, His pard'ning voice I hear i He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear ; With confidence 1 now draw nigh. And Father, Abba Father ! ciy. H Y M N CXXXI. Pajfion. Y God I am thine, 7hat a comfort divine ! What a bleffing to know that my Jefus is mine In the heavenly Lamb Thrice happy I am, [name And my heart doth' rejoice at the fctind of hi 2 True pleafures abound In the rapturous found ; And whoever hath found it, hath paradifcf found My Jefus to know, And feel liis blood flow, *Tis life everlaicing, 'tis heav'n below ! 3 Yet onward I hafte To the heav'nly feafl ; That, that is the fulnefs ; but this Is thetafle;, And this I (hall prove. Till with joy I remote To the heaven of heavens in Jefus\'j love. HYMN CXXXII. C. M. I '^ j ^ H Y ceafclefs, unexliauiled love, JL Unmerited and free, Dcligjils our evil to remove, And help our mifery. REJOICING. 129 J Thou waiteft to be gracious Hill ; Thou doft with fmners bear. That favM, we may thy goodnefs kd. And all thy grace declare. J Thy goodnefs and thy truth to m^, To ey'r)' foul abound ; A vafl:, unfathomable fea, Where all our thoughts are drown'd. I- Its ftreams the whole creation reach, So plent'ous is the ftore ; Enough for all, enough for each. Enough for evermore ! Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are, A rock th?.t cannot move 5 A thoufand pvomifcs declare Thy conftancy of love ! 5 Thi;oughout the univerfe it reigns, Unalterably fure ; And while the truth of God remains, His goodnefs mufl endure. HYMN CXXXIII. PortfmouiL REJOICE, the Lord Is King, Your Lord and King adore ; Mortals, give thanks and iiag. And triumph eveniiore : Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I fay, rejoice ! Jefus the Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love, When he had purg'd our ftains, He took his feat above ; Lift ::p, &c. 130 REJOICIJJG. 3 His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er earth and heav'n ; The keys of death and hell Are to our Jefus giv'n : Lift up, &c. 4 He fits at God's right-hand. Till all his foes fubmit : And bow to his command, ^ And fall beneath his feet : Lift up, &c. 5 He all his foes (hall quell. Shall all our fms dtftroy ; And ev'ry bofom fwell With pure feraphic joy : Lift up, 8c c, 6 Rejoice in glorious hope, Jefus the Judge fliall come ; And take his fervants up To their eternal home.' Wc foon fhall hear th' archangel's voice, The trump of God fhall found. Rejoice i HYMN CXXXIV. Pqffion. o Of this world's vain (lore, The time for fuch trifles with me now is o'er j A country I've found, Where true joys abound, To dwell I'm determin'd on that happy ground 2 The fouls that bdicve. In paradife live, And ii^e in that number will Jefus receive ; REJOICING. 131 My foul don*t delay. He calls thee away, Rife, follow thy Saviour, and blefs the glad day. 3 No mortal doth know, What he can beftow, [go: What light, ftrength, and comfort, go after him, Lo, onward I move To a country above, " [prove. None gueffes how wond'rous my journey will 4 Great fpoils I fhall win, From death, hell, and fin, 'Midft outward afflictions fhall feel Chrlft within : And when I'm to die^ Receive me, I'll cr)', For Jcfus hath lov'd me, I cannot tell why. 5 But this I do find, We two are fo join'd. He'll not live in glory, and leave me behind : So this is the race, I'm running thro' grace. Henceforth till admitted to fee my Lord's face. 6 And now I'm fn care. My neighbours may fliare [dare ? Thefe blefiings ; to feek them will none of you In bondage, O why, And death v.-ill you lie, When one here affures you free grace is fo nigh? HYMN CXXXV. S. M. ND mull tils body die. This well-wrought frame decay ? And muil thefe active limbs of mine Lie mould'rirg in the clay ? M A' 132 REJOICING. 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, Sliall but refine this flefh, Till my triumphant fplrit comes To put it on afrelli. 3 God my R-cdeemer lives. And ever from the fkles Looks down, and watches all my duft, Till he fliall bid it rife. 4 Array'd in glorious grace Shall thelc vile bodies fhine, And ev'f)- fliape, and ev'iy face. Be heav'nly and divine. 5 Thcfe lively hopes we owe. Lord, to thy dying love ; O may we blefs thy grace below, And fing thy grace above, 6 Saviour, accept tlie pralfe Of thefe our humble fongs, Till tunes of nobler founds we raifs With our immortal tongues. HYMN CXXXVL L. M. I T_T E dies, the friend of finncrs dies ! X JL Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; A folemn darknefs veils the llvits ! A fudden trembling (hakes the ground J Come, faints, and drop a tear or two For him v.'ho groan'd beneath your load : lie filed a thoufand drops for you, A thoufand drops of richer blood. Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dic^ for man I RrjoiciNC. 133 Bat I0 ! ^'\\zt fiiclden joys "vve fee, JlIus, the dead, revives again ! The rifmg God forftikf? the tomb : (In vain the tomb forbids his rife) Cherubic legions guard b.Im home, And fliout him welcome to the fivies. 3 Break off your teai's, yi faints, and tell How high your ;rrcat Deliv'rer reigns ; Sing how lie fpoil'd the holls of he!], And led the raonller death in chains : Say, *' Liw for ever, wond'rous King ! " Born to redeem, and llrong to fave !'* Then aflt the monfter— ^* Whci e's thy llifig ? *' And Where's thy vift'iy, boailiiig grave J'* HYMN CXXXVII. C. M. 1 T> L U N G ' D in a gulf of dark defpair^ JL Wc wretched fmners lay. Without one cheering beam of hope, Or fpark of glimm'ring day. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace Beheld our helplefs grief : He faw, and (O amazing love !) He ran to our relief. 3 Dc'.vn from the fhining fta»:s above With joyful hafttr he fltd ; Enter'd the grave in monaLfli-Hi, And dvvtlt among the dead. 4 O ! for thi- love, let rocks ana hills Their Ulling fileiice break, And all harmonious human tongues Tl-e Saviour*:* pr-nTr. rn-^k. 134 REJOICING. 5 Angels, affift our mighty joys, Strike all your harps of gold ; But when you raife your higheft notes, His love can ne'er be told. HYMN CXXXVni. C. M. 1 ~i\ /I" Y God, the fpring of all my joys, IVl The life of my delights, The glory of my brighteft days. And comfoit of my nights. 2 In darked fiiades if thou appear, My dawning is begun ; Thou art my foul's bright morning-ftar. And thou my rifing-fun. 3 The op'ning heavens around me (hine With beams of facred blifs, If Jefus fhews his mercy mine, And whifp.rs I am hiso 4 My foul would leave this he?/ y clay At that t^ •nfporting word, Run up with joy the fhining way, To fee and praife my Lord. 5 Fearlefs of hell, and ghaftly death, I'd break through every foe ; The wings of love, and arms of faith. Would bear me conqu'ror through. HYMN CXXXIX. C. M. J T E T ev'ry^ tongue thy goodncis fpcak, JL_J Thou Sov'reign Lord of all ; Thy llrength'ning hands uphold the weak* And raife the poor that fall. RtJO ICING. n5 When forrows bow the fpirit down, When virtue lies diflrefs'd Beneath the proud oppreflbr's frown, Thoa giv'il the mourner reft. Thou know'll the pains thy fervants feel ; Thou hear'fl thy children's ciy, And their bed wiflies to fulfil Thy gi'ace is ever nigh. Thy mercy never (hall remove From men of heart fmccre : Thou fav'il the fouls whofe hunible love Is join'd with holy fear. My lips fiiall dwell upon thy praife, And fpread thy fame abroad j Let all the fons of Adam raifc The honours of their God. HYMN CXL. G. M. Breathing after the Holy Spirit, COME, Holy fpirit, heav'nly Dove, With all thy quick ' ning povv'rs, Kindle a flame of facred love In thefe cold hearts of our";. Lock how we grovel here below, Fond of thefe e:irthly toys; Oar fouls how heavily they go To reach eternal joys ! In vain we tune our formal fongs. In vain we ft rive to rife ; Hofannas languifh on our tongues. And our dc\x)tion dies. M 2 1^6 REJOICING. 4 Father Hiall we then ever live At this poor dying rate ? Our love fo faint, fo cold to thee, And thine to us fo great. 5 Come, holy Spirit, heavenly dove, With all thy quick'ning powers ; Come, filed abroad a Saviour's love, And that (hall kindle ours. HYMN CXLI. London, 2 'nr^ H E fpacious firmament on high, JL With all the blue etherial flcy, And fpangled hcav'ns (a fliining frame !) Their great original proclaim. The unweary'd fun from day to day, Doth his Creator's pow'r difplay : And publiflies to ev'ry land. The work of an almighty hand. 2 Soon as the ev'ning fhades prevail, The moon tak«;s up the wond'rous tale. And nightly to the liil'ning earth P^epeats the ilory of her birth : While all the ftars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn. Confirm the tidings as they roll. And fpread the truth from pole to pole. 3 What though in folemn filence all Move round the dark terreftrial ball ; What though no real voice nor found Amid the radiant orbs be found; REJOICING. ir In reafon's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a orlorious voice, For ever finging as they fhine, " The hand that made us is divine.'* HYMN CXLII. Chefiunt. 1 ^'Tn H E vcice of my beloved founds, X While o'er the 5nountain-tops he bounds, He flies exulting o'er the hiils, And all my foul with tranfport fills : Gently doth he chide my ftay, *' Rife, my love, and come away." 2 The fcatter'd clouds are fled at laft. The rain is gone, the winter's palt, The lovely vernal flow'rs appear. The warbling choir enchants our ear ; Now, with fweetly-p-^nfivc moan, Coos the turtle dove alone, ' HYMN CXLHI. Salfiur:^, i TTAIN, delufivc world, ad"eu, V With all of creature-gcvjd, Only Jefus I purfue. Who bought me with his blood ! All thy pleafure I forego, I trample oh thy wealth and priu Only Jefus will I kno\y. And Jefus crucify'd ! % Other knowledge I difdain, 'Tis all but vanity : Chrifl:, the Lamb of God was flain, He tafted death for me ! ;3S REJOICING, .^ Mc to fave from cndlcfs woe. The fin-atoning victim dy'd i Only jcfus will I know, And Jefus crr.cify'"'d ! 3 Here v>ill I fet up my reft, My fluctuating heart From the haven of his bread. Shall never more depart : Whither fhould a finner go ? His wounds for me Hand opeu wide ', Oii'Y Jefus will I know, And Jefus erucify'd ! 4 Him to know is life and peace, And pleafure without end 5 Tliis is all my happinefs On Jefus to depend 5 Daily in h:s grace to grow. And ever in his faith abide 5 Only Jefus will I know. And Jefas erucify'd 1 5 O that 1 could all invite, This faving truth to prove : Shew tl;e kngth, the breadth, and height, And depth of Jefu's love ! Tain I ^vould to hnncrs ftiow The 'jlood by faith alone apply* d ! Only Jefus will I know, And Jefus erucify'd ! HYMN CXLW. C. IvL I ■^XTITH joy we meditate the gracft V V Of our High-Priclt above : His heart is madc.cf tcndernefs. His bowels melt with love. ■REJOICING. 2 Toucli'd with a fympathy within, He knows our feeble fiamc ; He knows what fore temptations mean, For he hath felt the fame. 3 He, in the days of feeble flefli, Pour*d out ftrong cries and tears ; And in his meafure feels afre(h What ev'ry member bears. 4 He'll never quench the fmoaking flax. But raife it to a flame ; The bruifed reed he never breaks, Nor fcorns the mcaneft name, 5 Then let our humble faith addrefs His mercy and his pow'r j We fhall obtain delivering grace In the difl:refling hour. HYMN CXLV. L. M. 1 TESUS, my all, to heav'n is gone, J He whom I fix my hopes upon : His track I fee, and I'll purfue The narrow way, till him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banifliment : The King's highway of holincfs I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have fought, And mourn'd becaufe I found it not : My grief a burden long lias been, Becaufe I was not fav'd from fin. 140 RtJOIClNG. 4 Tlic more I ilrove againll its pea 'r, I j'flt its wcig-Ist and guilt the more, Tili late 1 heard my Saviour iuj, *' Come hither, fgul; *1 am the w.vy." 5 Lo ! glad I come ; and thou, bkd Lambj Shall take me to thee, whofe I am ; Nothing but fin I thee can give, Nothing" but love fiiaii I receive. 6 Then will I tell to iirmcrs round, What a dear Saviour I have found 5 I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And fay, '• Behel4 the v.niy to God." HYMN CXLVI. Brechurh, i "FT'ATHER, how wide thy glories Hune ! ^1.. How h'gh tliy wonders rife ! l».nown thro' the earth by thoufand figns, By thoufands through the iiiies. Thcfe mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'v, Their motions fpeak thy ilcill ; And on the wings <;f ev'ry hour We read thy patience Hill. - Z Part of thy name divinely Hands On all thy creatures writ^ They ihew the labour of thy hanoR, Or imprefs of thy feet. Bat when we view tliy itrange defigq To fave rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compafiion joiu In their divincll forms. 5 Here the whole Deity is knov/if. Nor dares a creature giiefs REjorcixG. 141 Wiilch of tiic glories bnghteil fnone, The juftice or the grace. Ni)w- the full glories >cf the Lamb Adorn the heav'nly plains, Eri^ht feraphs learn Immanucrs name, And tr)'^ their choicePt Icrains. 4 O may 1 bear fome humble part In that immortal fopo; ! Wonder and joy fhall tune my heart. And love command my tongue. To Father, Son, and Holy (Jhofl> Wlio fvveetly all agree To fave a world of finners loft, Eternal glory be. K Y U N CXLVII. C. H. 1 l\/rY God, my portion, and my lo^^, i-Vx My everlafting All, l"ve none but thee in heav'n above. Or on tills era-tlily ball. 2 What empty things are all the flcies, And this inferior clod ? There's nothing here dcfervcs my joy^, There's nothing like my God. 3 In vain the bright, the burning fun Scattere his feeble light : *Tis thy fweet beams create my nooa ^ ^ If thou withdraw, 'tis night. 4 And whild upon my rcftlefs bed Among the fiiades I roll. If my Redeemer {he\\»8 his headj 'Tis morning with jpy fouL 142 REJOICING. 5 To thee we o-.ve our wealth and friends, And health and fafe abode : Thanks to thy name for meaner things, But they are not my God. 6 How vain 'a toy is glittering wealth. If once comparM to thee ? Or what's my fafety or my health, Or all my friends to me ? n Were I poiTeflbr of the earth, And call'd the liars my own : Without thy graces, and thyfelf, I were a wretch undone. S Let others ftretch their arms like feas. And grafp in all the fhore, Gi'ant me the vilits of thy face, And I deilre no more. H Y M N CXLVIII. Savannah, 1 /^ H I L D R E N of the heav'nly King, \^ As we journey let us iing : Sing our Saviour's worthy praife, Glorious in his wo^ks and ways ! 2 We are trav'lling home to God, In the way the lathers trod :. They ai^ happy now, and wg Soon their happinefs fhall fee. 3 O y€ hanidi'd feed ! be glad, Chriil our advocate is ir?de ; Us to fave, our fiefti aiTumes, Brother to our fouls becomes. 4 Fear not brethren, joyi;:i ftand 0:i the borders of our land; PFAis?:. 143 jefus Clirift, our Father's Son, Bids us undifmsy'd go on. 5 Lord ! obediently we'll go. Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our leader be, And we ttiU wiU follow thee ! — ^e-e-^t^ — P R A I S E. HYMN GXLIX. TaUis. 1 /^ What ftiall I do my Saviour to praife ! \_J So faithful and true, io p]enteon.=:in grace ! So llroug to deliver^ fo good to redeem The weakeft believer that hangs upon him ! 2 How happy tli£ man whofe heart is fet free. The people that can be joyful in thee ! Their joy is to walk in the light of thy f^cf^ And full they are talking of Jefus's grace. 3 Their daily delight fQail be in thy name. They fliali 33 their right tliy right eoafaefscb:*T:?i Thy righfeoufnefs weavirigj and cWaas'd by thy blood, Bold ihall they appear in the prefenc? cf God. 4 For tho'j ?.!t their boaft, their glory and pow'r. And I aifo tmit to fee the glad hour, My fours new creation, a life from the dead. The day of falvatioa that lifts up my head. 5 For Jdus my Lord is now my defi,Mce : I truil in his word, non.e plucks me /rem thencf , Since 1 have found favour, he all things will ^:io; My Kmg and my Saviour fhall rv.ake me aacvt-. N 144 PRiilSE. 6 Yes I^ord, I fhall fee the bllfs of thine ovvii, Thy fecret to me fliall foon be made known : For forrow and fadnefs I joy (hall recel . c, i\nd fhare in the gladnefs of all that believe. H Y IvI N CL. 113//^ PJalm. 'LL praife my Maker Avhile I've breath, And when my voice is loll in death, Praife fhali employ my nobler povv'rs : My days of prail'c (IibII ne'er be paft, While hfc, and thought, and being lall, Or immortality endures. Happy the man whofe hopes rely On Ifrael's God ; he made the flcy, And earth, and feas, with all their train : His truth for ever itands fecure ! He faves th' cpprefs'd, he feeds the poor, And none Ihall iind his promife vain. T'lc Lord pours eye fight Qr\ the blind ; '.'''•e L j^d fupports the fainting mind ; Kc fends the lab'ring confcieiice peace ; Tic helps the fcranger in diib-els, Tl:r widow and the fatherlefs, And grants tlie pris'ncr fvveet releafe. I'll pri.'iife him while he lends me breath, An-d wiien my voice is iofl in death, Praife Hiall employ my nobler pow'rs : My days v^f praife fhail ne'er be pait, 'Wliil'c life, and thought, and being lait, Or immcA tality endures. PRAISE. 145 HYMN CLI. L. M. 1 "13 RAISE ye the Lord! 'tis good to rail e JL Your hearts and voices in his pralfe : Kis nature and his works invite To make this duty our dehght. 2 He form'd the ftars, thofe heavenly flames ; He counts their numbers, calls their names : His wifdom's vaft, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd ! 3 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high. Who fpreads his clouds around the iky j There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops defcend in vain. 4 He makes the grafs the hills adorn, And clothes the fmiling fields with coth j The beafts with food his hands fuppl)^, And the young ravens when they cry. 5 What is the creature's (kill or force. The fprightly man or warlike horfe ? The piercing wit, the aftive limb ? Ail are too mean delights for him. *6 But faults arc lovely in his fight, Ho views his children with delight ! He fees their hope, he knows their fear t And locks and loves his image there. HYMN CLH. L. M, I T T" O W do thy mercies clofe nvcro;::; i X Jl Tor ever be thy name ador'd ! I biuili in all things to abound ; The fervant is above his Lord I 140 PRAISE. 2 InurM to poverty and pain, A fiiff'ring life my malle>- led ; The Son of Godj the Son of M3n, He had not where to lay bis head. 2 But lo ! a place he hath prepar'd For me whom watchful angds keep ; Yea, he hinifeif become? ray guard ; Ii.e fnaoo'.hs my bed, and gives me fleep. 4 Jcfiis protects 5 my fears be gone ; What can the Rock of Ages move I Safe in thy arms I lay me 'down. Thy everlailing arras of love. 5 While thou art intimately nigh, Who, who (liall violate my red ? Sin, earth, and hell, I now defy ; I lean upon my Saviour's breaft. 6 I reft beneath th' Almighty's fhade, My griefs expire, my troubles ceafe : Thou, Lord, on whom my foul is ftay'd, Vv'^ilt keep me liill in p€rfe6l peace. 7 Ivie for thine o'^vn thou Idv'il to take In time and in eternity ; Thou never, never v^^ilt fovfake A hclplefs vv'onn that trulls in thee. li Y M N CLIII. Paj/Io?i, I /^ G D of all grace, X^ Thy goodnefs wc praife ; Thy Son thou hail given to die in our place : With joy we ispprove The dehgn of thy love, '^Is a wonder on earth, and a wonder above. PRAISE. 147 2 Tongue cannot explain The love of God-man, Which the angels delire to look into in vain • It dazzles our eyes, Thought cannot arlfe. To find out a caufe why the Infinite dies. 3 Or if pity inclin'd Him to die for mankind, The ground of his pity what feraph can find ' He came from above Our curfe to remove ; [Icve, He hath lov'd, he hath ioy'd us, b^ecaufe he would 4 Love mov'd him to die, And on this we rely, [why • He hath lov'd, he hath lov'd us, we cannot tci' But this we can tell, He hath lov'd us fo well, As to lay down his life to redeem us from helL 5 He hath ranfom'd our race ; O how fiiall we praife, Or worthily fing thy unfpeak;ible grace ! Nothing elfe will we know In our journey below, But finging thy praife to thy paradife go. 6 Nay, and when we remove To the manfions above, Our heav'n fiiall frill be to Ung of thy love : When time is no more, AVe ftill fliall adore The ocean of love without bottom cr fhoic. N 2 148 PRAISE. 7 Ere long we fhall By To the regions on high, • For Ifrael's ftrength cannot vary or lie ; He foon fliall appear^ He more than draws near, Our Jefus Is come, and eternity's here« H Y M N CLIV. L. M. EFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with facred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he dellroy. 2 His fov'reign pow'r, without our aid. Made us of clay, and form'd us men I And vvhen like wand-ring Tneep we ilray'd. He brought us to his fold again. 3 We'll croud thy gates with thankful fongs. High as the heav'ns our voices raife : And earth, with her ten thoufand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with founding praife. 4 Wide as the world is thy command > Vafl as eternity thy love : Firm as a rock thy truth muft ftand. When rolliug years fliall ceafe to move. H Y M N CLV. C. M. HE Lord of Sabbath let us praife In concert vvith the blefl, "Who joyful in hprmonious biys, Errioloy an endltil^ rcil. PRAISE. 149 2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, We bleft and pious grov/, By hymns of praiie we learn to be Triumphant here below. 3 On this, glad day a brighter fcene Of glory was difplay'd By God, th' eternal Word, than when This univerfe was made. 4 He rifes, who mankind hatk bought With grief and pain extreme ; 'Twas great to fpeak the world from nought, 'Twas orreater to redeem. HYMN CLVI. Afiley. 1 Q A L V A T I O N ! O the joyfid found ! k3 What pleafure to our ears ! A fov'rcign balm for ev'ry wound, A pordial for our fears. CHORUS. Glory, honour, pra'ife, and poiver. Be unto the Lamb for ever ; jefus Chr'ijl is our Redeemer ! Hallchfjah ! pralfe the Lord I 1 Salvation ! let the echo fly The fpacious earth around. While all the armies of the fl^-y Confpire to raiic the found. Glory, l5c. 3 Salvation ! O thon bleeding Lamb ! To thee the praife belongs : Salvation {Ijall infp;re our hearts, A'"d dwell upon our tongues. Glory, ':s\ ')0 PRiilSE. H Y ;M N CLVII. S/anlon. I;j^ R O M ajl that dwell below the {kles, Let the Creator's praife arife ; Let the Redeemer's name be fling, Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'iy tongue. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, Eternal truth attends thy word : Tliy praife fliall found from fliore to fh^rc. Till funs fhall rife and fet no more. "Vour lofty themes, ye mortals, bring, In longs of praife divinely fing ; The en-eat falvation loud proclaim, And ihout for joy the Saviour's name ; In ev'ry land begin the fong, To ev'ry land the-ftrains belong: In cheerful founds all voices raife, And fill the World v^^ith loudell praife, HYMN CLVIII. L. M. CO M E, let U6 join our cheerful fongs YJ"ii\\ angels round the throne, Ten thoufand thoufand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. Worthy the Lamb that dy'd, they cry, To be exalted thus ; Worthy the I^amb, our hearts reply, For he was flain for us, Jcfus is worthy to receive Honour and power divine ; A^d bltiiings more than we can give, ]3e, Lordj for ever thine. PRAISn. ICI The wbole creation join in one. To blefs the facred name Of aim tbat fits uprm the throne, And to adore the Lamb. HYMN CLIX. SaVtJhury. ■G LORY be to God on high, God whnfe glory fills the fl^y ; Peace on earth to man forgiv'n, Man, the vvell-belovM of lieaven. 2 Sovereign Father, heav'nly King, Thee we now prefume to fing, Glad thine attributes confefs, Glorious all and numberlefs. 3 Kail, by all thy works ador'd : Hail, the everlafting Lord ; Thee with thankful hearts we prove Lord of pow'r, and God of love ! 4 Chriil our Lord and God we own ; Chrlfi:, the Father's only Son : Lamb of God for finners flain, Saviour of offending man. 5 Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, Hear, the world's atonement thou ; Jcfu, in thy name we pray, Take, O take our fins away. 6 Pow'rful advocate with God, Juitify us by thy blood ! Bow ^liine ear, in mercy bow. Hear, the world's atonement thou. -2 PRAISE. Hear, for thou, O Chrift, alone, With thy glorions Sire art one j One the Holy Gholl with thee, One fupremc, eternal Three. HYMN CLX. C. M. PRAISE ye the Lord, y' in:imortal choirs, That lill the realms above ; Praife him who form'd you of his fires, And feeds you with his love. Shine to his praife, ye cryftal fliics, The floor of his abode ; Or veil in (hades your thoufand eyes Before your brighter God. " Thou rcillefs glol>e of golden light, Whole Veams create our days, Join with the filver queen of night, To own yourborrow'd rays. Vv^'inds, ye {liall bear his name aloud Thro' the eiherial blue, For when his cuariot is a cloud, He makes his wheels of you. Thunder and hail, and fire and ftorms, The troops of his command. Appear in all your dreadful forms, And fpeak.his awful hand. I Shout to the Lord, ye furging feas, In your eternal roar ; Let wave to wave refound his praife^ And {hore reply to fhore. i PRAISE. 153 I 7 While monfters, fporting on the flpod, In fcaly lilver (hine, Speak terribly, their maker, God, And kill the foaming- brine. 8 But gentler things faall tune his name To fofter notes than the-fc. Young zephyrs breathing o'er the ilream, Or whifp'ring thro' the trees. 9 Wave yom* tall heads, ye lofty pines. To him that bids you- grow; Sweet cluuers, bend the fruitful vines On cveiy thankful bow. 10 Let the (hrill birds his honours raife. And climb the morning Iky ; While o-rov'ling beads attempt his praife In hoarfer harmony. 1 1 Thus while the meaner creatures fing, Ye mortals take the found. Echo the glories of our King, Throu^rii all the nations round. I r-y^ H Y M N CLXI. HE God of Abraham praife. Who reigns enthron'd above ; Ancient of everlafting days, And God of love : JEHOVAH GREAT I AM f By earth and heav'n confefs'd ; I bow and blefs the facred name^. For ever bklL -^ 154 PRAISE* 2 The God of Abrah'm praife, At whofe fupreme command From earth I rife — -and feek the joys. At his right hand ; I all on earth forfake, Its wifdom, fame, and pow'r i And him my only portion make. My fhield and tow'r. 3 The God of Abrah'm praife, Whofe all-fuflicient grace Shall guide me all my happy days, In all my ways ; He calls a worm his friend ! He calls himfelf my God ! And he (hall fave m.e to the end Thro' Jefu's blood. 4 He by himfelf hath fworn, I on his oatli depend, I fhall on eagles' wings up-borne, To heav'n afcend : I fliall behold his face, I lliall his pow'r adore, And ling the wondeis of his grace For evermore. H Y M N CLXII. C. M. I 1\ /fY Saviour, my almighty friend, XVJL When I begin thy praife, Where will the growing numbers ^nd? The numbers of thy grace ? a Thnw art my everlafting trud. Thy goodnefs I adore ; PRAISE. 15^ Send down thy grace, O blefied Lord, That I may luve thee more. 3 My feet (hall travel all the length Of the ceiellial road : And march with courage in thy ftrength, To fee the Lord my God. 4 Awake, awake my tuneful powers, With this delightful fong, And entertain the darkell hours, Nor think the feafon long. HYMN CLXIIL Shepherd of IfraeL THIS, this is the God we adore, Our faithful unchangeable Friend; Vv^'hoftf love is as great as his pow'r. And neither knows meafure nor end. 'Tis Jefus, the Firll and the Laft, V/hofe fpirit fiiall guide us fafe home ; We'll praife him for all that is paft, And truit him for all that's to come. HYMN CLXIV. C. M. 1 ^XT H E N all the mercies of m.y God, \ V My rifmg foul furveys, Why, my cold heart, art thou not loft In wonder, love and praife ? 2 Thy providence my life fuftain'd, And all my wants redrefs'd, While in the fiicnt v/omb I lay, And hung upon the brcdCc : o 156 PRAISE. 3 To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd To form themfelves in pray'r. 4 Unnumber'd comforts on my foul Thy tender care beftdw'd, Before my infant-heart conceived. From whom thofe comforts flow'd. 5 When in the flipp'ry paths of youth With heedlefs fteps I ran, Thine arm, unfeen, convey'd me fafe, And led me up to man. f) Tlirough hidden dangers, toils aftd death', It gently clear'd my way, And through tlie pleafing fnares of vice, More to be fear'd than they. 7 Through ev'ry period of my life, Thy goodnefs I'll purfue ; And after death in diftant worlds, The pleafing theme renew. 8 Through all eternity to thee A grateful fong I'll raife : Eut O ! eternity's too fhort I'o utter all thy praife. H Y M N CLXV. Epwcrth. THOU God of my falvation. My redeemer from all fm, Mov'd to this by great compaffion, Yearning bowels from within j I will praife thee : Where fiiall I thy praife begin ? PRAISE. Whl'e the angd-ghoirs arc crying. Glory to the great I AM ! 1 with them would ftill be vying, Glor)'-, glory to the Lamb ! O how precious Is the found of jcfu's name'l ' Now I fee, with joy and wonder. Whence the healing ftrcams aroie ; . Angel-minds are loft to ponder Dying love's myilerious ca\'.fz' : Yet the blefiing Down to all, to me it flows. Though unfecn, I love the Saviour, He almighty grace hath fhown ; Pardon'd guilt and purchas'd favour ! This he makes to mortals knov;n ; Give him gloiy, Glon', glory Is his own. Angtrls now are hov'ring round u?, Unpercelv'd they mix the throng, Wond'ring at tlie love that crown'd us, Glad to join the holy foog : Kallelujah, Love and praife to Chriil belong. H Y M N CLXVL C. M. H O W happy every child of grace. Who knows hi? fms forgiv'ii ! TIjIs earth, he cries, is not my plac^, I feek my place in heav'n : 158 TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. A countiy far from mortal fight ;- Yet, O ! by faith I fee The land cf rell, the faints* dehght. The heav'n prepared for me. 2 O what a bleffed hope is ours I While here on earth we ftay. We more than taile the heav'nly pow'rs, And antedate that day : We feel the refurre(5lion near. Our h'fe in Chrift conceal'd, And with his glorious prefence here Our earthen velTels fili'd. 3 O would he more of heav*n beftow. And let the veffels break, And let our ranfomM fpirits go, To grafp the God we feek ; In rapt'rous awe on him to gaze. Who bought the fight for me. And fhout and wonder at his grace Through all eternity. — «0'^-^^ TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. HYMN CLXVII. Qlney, PART THE FIRST. O M M I T thou all thy griefs And ways into his hands, To his fure truil and tender care, Who earth and heav'n commands ; Who points the clouds their courfe, Whom winds and feas obey ; He; fnail direct thy wand'ring feet, He fhall prepare thy way. TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. Thou on the Lord rely. So faff flialt thou go on : Fix on his work thy iltadfall eye, So ihall thy work be done : No profit canPc thou gain By felf-con fuming care, To him commend thy caufe, his car Attends the fofteft pray'r. Thine everlafting truth, Father, thy ceafelefs love Sees all thy children's wants, and knows What bed for each will prove ; And whatfoe'er thou will^il:, Thou doft, O King of kings ; What thine unerring v/ifdom choie, Thy pow'r to being brings. Thou ev'ry v/here halt way. And all thisgs ferve thy might, Thy ev'ry aft pure bicfling is. Thy path unfuIlyM light. When thou arii\'it, Lord, WTiat (hall thy work withftand ? When all thy children wanL, thou giv'il, Who, who fnail Hay thy hand ? HYMN CLXVIIL Olney, PART THE SECOND. I V E to the winds thy fjar., JS" Hope, and be undifraay'd, G jd hears thy lighs, and counts ihy tears., God fhall hft up thy head : Through waves, and clouds and florms, H^ geutlv clears the war ; O 2 Co TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. Vv'alt thou his time, fo fhall this night Soon end in joyous day. Still heavy is thy heart, Stiil fmk thy fpirits down ; Cr.ft off the weight, let fejif depart. And ev'ry care be gone, Vv^hat though thou rulell not. Yet heav'n, and earth and hell Proclaim, God fitteth on the throne. And ruleth all things well. ; L.eave to his fov'reign fway To cliLife and to command. So (halt thou wond'ring own his way. How wife, how ftrong his hand ! Far, far above thy thought His counfel fliail appear. When fully he the work hath wroisglif. That caus'd thy needltfs fear. Thou feeft our weaknefs, JL.ord, Our hearts are known to thee; O lift thou up the finking head, Conlirm the feeble knee ; Let us in life, in death, Thy fleadfaft truth declare, And publi(h with our latcil breath, TIry love and guardian care. H Y M N CLXIX. L. M. /^ OD of my life, vrhofe gracious powV '^^JJ Tliro' various deaths my feu' hath led. Or turn'd afide the fatal hour, Or lifted up my finking head ! TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. l6l 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, Thy ruling pro^ndence I lee ; Afliil me ftill my courfe to run, And ftill dWctk my paths to thee. 3 Whither, O whither fhould I fly, But to my loving Saviour's breaft, Secure w^ithin thy arms to He, And fafe beneath thy wings to reft ? 4 I have no /iiill the fnare to {liun, But thou, O Chrill ! my wifdom art ; I ever into min run, But thou art greater than my heart, 5 Fooliih, and impotent, and bKnd, L.ead rae a way I have not known ; Bring mc where I my hcav'n may find, The heav'n of loving thee aloi^e. 6 Enlarge mv heart to make thee room ; Enter, and m mc ever ilay ; The crooked then fliall ilraight become : The darknefs fliali be loft in day 1 H Y M N CLXX. TJfis, JEHOVAH-JIREH, i. e. TLe I.okd ^^'^ provide. Gen. xxii. 14.. '^KO' trnuhk'^ affai], and diggers affrigi!% A Tho' fnVnds ftionld all fail, and foes all \\ unite ; Yet one thing fecures IT'S vvliatever betide, i The T'rc:-:fe r.Gares us, The Lofd wilt pvovid : •! J |62 TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 2 The birds without barn or ftore-houfe are fed : From them let us learn to trnft; for our bread: His faints what is fitting fhall ne'er be dcny'd, So long as it's written, The Lord will provide. 3 We all may, Vik^ fliips, by tcmpeft be toft . On perilous deeps, but need not be loft : Tlio' Satan enrages the wind and the tide, Yet fcripture engages, The Lord will provide. 4 rlis call we obey, like Abrah'm of old : Wc know not the way, but faith makes us bold ; For the' we ar(r ftrangers, we have a fure guide. And truft in all dangers, The Lord will provide. 5 When Satan appears to flop up our path. And fills us with fears, we triumph by faith : He cannot take from us (tho' oft he has try'd) The heart-cheerinir promife, The Lord will provide. 6 He tells us we're weak, our hope Is in vain, Tbe^good that we feek, we ne'er fiiall obtain : But when fuch fuggefcions our graces have try'd. This anfwers all queftioiLSj The Lord will provide. 7 No ftrength of our own, nor goodnefs we claim, Gar truft is all thrown on Jefus's name ^ In this our ftrong tower for fafety we hide-;. The Lord is ourpow'r; The Lord will provide. £ When life links apace, and deatli is in view. The word of his grace fhall comfoi t us through : Not fearing or doubting, v.'ith Chrift en our hde, [vide. We hope to die {houting, The Lord will pro- 1 TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. I 63 HYMN CLXXI. 2^d Pfalm, '^ H E Lord my pafture fiiall prepare. And feed me with a fhcphcrd'a care His prefence fhall my wants fupply, And guard me with a watchful eycj My noon day walks he (hall attend, And all my midnight hours defend, 2 When in the fultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirily mountain pant. To fertile vales and dewy meads, My weary, wand'ring fteps he leads, Where peaceful rivers, foft and flow, Amid the verdant landikip flow. 3 Though m the paths of death I tread. With gloomy horrors overfpread. My fteadfaft heart fhall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me ilill ; Thy friendly crook fhall give me aid. And guide me through the dreadful (hade. 4 The' in a bare and rugged way. Through devious lonely wilds I flray, Thy bounty fhall my pains beguile; The barren wildernefs fhall fmile With fuddcn greens and herbage crown'd, And flreams fhall murmur all around. H^Y M N CLXXn. C. M. I /^ O D moves in a myfterious way, \jjf His wonders to perform ; He plants his footfleps in the fea, And rides upon the florm. I^ TRUST I RG, IN F R V I D E N C F o 2 Deep in nnfatbomable mines -Of never-failing il Jefus hath dy'd for you ! What can his love withftand ? Bdieve! hold fall your fliield, and who Shall pluck you from his hand ? Bc;lieve that Jefus reigns, All pow'r to him is giv'n : Believe, till freed from fin's remains : Believe vourfelves to heav'n ! To keep your armcrur bright, Attend with conllant care : Still walking in your Captain's light, And vratching unto pray'r ; Ready for all alarms, Steadfaftly fet your face, And always exercife your arms, j;\nd uie your ev'r)- grace. Pray! without ceafmg, pray, (Your Captain gives the word) His iunimons cheerfully obey. And call upcn the Lord : To God your ev'ry want, In inllant pray'r dlfplay ; Pray, always pray, and never faint . Pr:iy! without ce:;f]ng, pray. TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE. 1 69 HYMN CLXXVI. L. M. S^e^ j'c' to£ kingdom of GoiU and all thefe things JJoall be added. Luke xii. 31. 1 "pEACE, troubled foul, thou need'ft not ji Thy great Provider ftill Is near ; [fear: Who fed thee laft will feed thee itill, Be calm, and fink into hrs will. 2 The Lord who built the earth and flcy, In mercy ftoops to hear thy cry ; His promife all may freely claim, " Aik, and receive in Jefu's name." 3 His {lores are open all and free. To fuch as truly uprip;ht be ; Water and bread he'll give for food, W^ith all things elfe which he fees gooi j|. Your facred hairs which are fo fmall. By God himfelf are number'd all ; This truth he's publiih'd all abroad, Tiiat men may learn to trull the Lord. 5 The ravens daily he doth feed. And lends them food as they have need. Although they nothing have in itore. Yet as they lack he gives them more, 6 Then do not feek with anxious care, What y? fliajl eat, or drink, or wear ; Your heav'nly Father will you feed. He knows that all thefe things you need, 7 Witiiout refervc give Chrill your heart ; Let him his righteoufnefs impart ; Then all things elfe he'll freely give ; With, him you all things (hall receive. 1 lyO SUFFERING. 8 Thus fliall the fqul be truly bled, That fecks in God liis only refl : May 1 that happy perfon be, In time and in eternity i '^^^'^-^ ■ SUFFERING. HYMN CLXXVIII. Traveller. OME on, ray partners in diftrefs, My comrades through the wildernefs, Wlio flill your bodies feel ; Awhile forget your griefs and fears. And look beyond this vale of tears, To that celeiUal hill. 2 Beyond the bounds of time and fpace, Look forward to th^ heav'nly place. The faints' feciire abode : On faith's ftron^ eagles-pinions rife, And force your pafTage to the flcies. And fcale the mount of God. 3 Who fuffer with our Mafter here, We fhaii before his face appear. And by his fide fit down : To patient faith the prize is fare ; And all that to the end endure The crofs, fliall wear the crown. 4 Thrice bleffed biifs, infplring hope ; It hfts the fainting fpirits up : It brings to life the dead ! Our conflicts here fhall foon be pall, And you and I afcend at lad Triumphant with oiir Hcod. • SUFFERING. 171 5 That great myfterious Deity We Soon with open face (hall fee. The beatific fight : Shall fill the heav'nly courts with praife. And wide diffiife the golden blaze Of everlafting light. 6 The Father fliining on his throne. The glorious co-(^ternal Son, The Spirit one and fev'n, ConTpire our rapture to complete ; And lo ! we fall before his feet. And filence heightens heav'n. 7 In hope of that ecftatic paufe, Jefu, we now fuilain the crofs, ' And at thy footilool fidl, Till thou our hidden life reveal. Till thou our ravifh'd fpirits fill, • And God is all in all. HYMN CLXXIX. Wtdnejbury. I AND let this feeble body fail, _/x And let it faint or die, My foul fhall quit the mournful vale, And foar to worlds on high : Shall join the difembody'd faints. And find its long-fought reil, That only blifs for which it pants In the Redeemer's breait. ^ In hope of that immortal crown, . I now the crofs fuftain, And gladly wander up and down. And fmilc at toil and pain- P 3 1)2 SUFFERING, I fufFer on my threefcore years Till my Deliv'rer come, And wipe away his lervant's tears, And take his exile home. 3 O what hath Jefus bought for me ! Before rny ravifli'd eyes r Rivers of life divine I fee, And trees of paradife ! I fee a world of fpirits bright, Who tafte the pleafures there ! They all are rob'd iii fpotlefs white. And conquering palms they bear, 4 O vvliat are all my fiiiT'rings here,> If, Lord, thou count me meet With that enraptur'd hoft t' appear. And w;orniip at thy feet ! Give joy or grief, give eafe or pain, Take life or friends away ; Eat let me fmd them all again In that eternal day. H Y M N CLXXX, Epivorth. APPY foul, thy days are ended ; All thy mourning days below j Go, by angel guards attended, To the fight of Jefus, go. W;iiting to receive thy fpirit, i.o ! the Saviour Hands above, S'l.'ws the purchafe of liis merit, Reach' s out tlic crpwn of love. SUFFERINS. 17:; 1 3 Struggle through thy lateft pafiioa •; To thy dear Redeemer's breail, * i To his uttermoft falvation. To his everlalling jef?. ^ For the joy he fets before'thee, Bear a momentary pain ; Die, to live a life of glory ; Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. HYMN CLXXXI. Dying Sfeplwu 1 T TE AD of the church triumphant, XJL We joyfully adore thee : Till thou appe'ar Thy members here Shall Cng like thofe in glory. We lift our hearts and voices With bleft anticipation ; And cry aloud, And give to God The praife of our falvation. 2 While in affiiciion's furnace, And paffing through the fire, Thy love we praife. Which knows no days, And ever brings us nigher : We clap cur bands cxultingj In thine almighty favour ; The love divine, W"hich made us thine, ' m keep us thine for ever. 1/4 FUNERAL. 3 Thou doft conduft thy people Through torrents of temptation ; Nor will we fear, While thou art near, The fire of tribulation ; The world, with fin and Satan, In vain our march oppofes ; By thee we fliall Break through them all, And fing the fpng of Mofes. 4- By faith we fee the glory To which thou fiialt reilore us, The crofs defpife For that high prize Which thou haft fet before us 2 And if thou pount us worthy. We each, as dying* Stephen, Shall fee thee {land At God's right hand, To take us up to heav'nV — c^=c:-^^> — ■ FUNERAL. H Y M N CLXXXII. Funeral i AH! lovely appearance of death, X\. What fight upon earth is fo fair ? Net all the gay pageants that breathe. Can with a dead body compare : With folemn delight I fiirvey The corpfe, when the fpirit is fled, In love with the beautiful cby. And lo.nging to lie in its iVraJ, FUNERAL. 1-5 How bled is our brother, bereft Of all that could burden his mind ; How eafy the foul that has left This weariiomc body behind ! Of evil incapable thou, Wliofe relics with envy I fee. No longer in mifery now, No longer a finuer like me. Tills earth is afFefted no more With ficknefs, or fnaken with pain^ The war in the members is o'er, And never ihall vex him again : No anger henceforward, or fhame, Shall redden thi« innocent clay ; Extinct is the animal flame. And pafiion is vaniih'd away. 4 This languifliing head is at reft, Its thinking and aching are o'er, Til is quiet immoveable breall Is heav'd by affliction no more ; This heart is no longer the feat Of trouble and torturing pain : It ceafes to flutter and beat. It never ihall flutter again. 5 The lids he fo feldom could clofe, By forrow forbidden to deep, Seal'd up in eternal repofe, tiave ftrangely forgotten to weep : The fountains can yield no fupphes ; Thefe hollows from water are iixe : The tears are all wipM from thefe eyei^, And evil th-ev never fhall fee. ■ I-^u FUNERAL. 9 To rnciirn and to fufFcr is mine, While bound in a prifoq I breathe. And Ib'Il for deliverance pine, ^ And prefs to the ifTues of death : What now with my tenrs I bedcAv, O micrht I this moment become I My fpirit created anew. My flefli be confign'd to the tcmb ! H Y M N' CLXXXIII. ShrpherJ of If rail E JO ICE for a brother deceased, Our lofs is his infinite gain ; A foul out of prifon releas'd, And freed from its bodily chain ; With fongs 1ft lis follow his flight, And mount with his fpirit above, Efcap'd to the manilons of hght, And lodg'd in the Eden of love. Our brother the haven hath gain'd, Oiit-ftying the tempeit and wind ; His red he hath fooner obtai'i'd, And left his companions behind, Still tofs'd on a fea' of -diftrefs, Hard toiHng to make the b!e(l fliore, Where all is aiTln-ancc and peace, And fo rrovy and fin are no more. There ail the fiiip's company meet, Who faii'd with the Saviour beneath, W^ith fliouting each other they greet, And triumph o'er trouble and death \ The voyage of life's rt an end, The mortal alllidion is pair. The age, that in heaven they fpend. For cvei- an4 ever (hall lall. H Y M g CLXXXIV. TrhmhL Tl S iininr'd, 'tis done ! The fplrit \o fled, The pris'ner is gone, The Chriilian is dead : The Chriitian is living Thro' Jems's love, And gladi)' receiving A kingdom above. Ail lionour and praife Are Jefiis's due : Supported by grace, He fought his way through, Triumphantly glorious Through Jeius's zeal. And more than victorious O'er iln, death, and hell. Then let us record The conquering name, Our captain and Lord With Ihoutings proclaim , Who truft in his paliion And follow our HcaJ, To certain falvation We all O-^all be led. O Jcfus, lead on Thy militant care, And gi\'C us the crown Of righteouincfs there : Where dazzled with glory Tlie ieraphim gaze, '^.r: pro Urate adore thee. I ; 8 FUNERAL. 5 Come Lord, and difplay. Thy iign In the fiiy, And bear us away To manfions on high : The kingdom be given, The purchafe divine, And crown us in heaven Eternally thine. HYMN CLXXXV. Sion. I TJOSANNA to Jefuson high! XJL Another has enter'd his reil, Another has 'fcap'd to the flcy, And lodg'd in Immanuel's breaft : The foul of our filler is gone, To heighten the triumph above, Exalted to Jefus's throne, And clafp'd In the arms of his love. 2 What falnefs of rapture Is there, AVhile Jefus his glory difplays, And purples the heavenly air, And fcatters the odours of grace ! lie looks — and his fervants in light The bleflings Ineffable meet : He fmiles, and they faint at his fight, And fall overwhtlm'd. at his feet. 3 How liappy tlie angels that fall, Tranfported at Jefus's name : Tlie faints whom he foonell fliail call, To lliare in the feall of the Limb ! FUNERAL. Ko longer impriion'd in clay, Wlio next from liis dungeon fliall fly, "Wlio iiriL Tnall be fummon'd away — My merciful God— is it I ? 4 O Jcftis, if this be thy \v;l], That fuddcnly I fhould d':p?.rt, Tliy ccrunfel of mercy reveal, And whifper the call to my Iicart : O give me a fignal to know, If fooa thou woLild'it Jiave 'r.c remove, And leave the didl body below, And ily to the regions above. H Y U N CLXXXVI. Rimi/ion's, I ^T AP?Y who in Jefns live, iLjL But happier llil'l are thcj Who to God their fpirit?5 give. And Tcape from earth away : Lord, thou read'il the punting heart. Lord, thou heai-'lt the praying iigh 5 O 'tis better to depart, 'Tis better far to die, n 3 Yet if fo thy Will ordain For ci:r companions' good, Let U3 in the flefli remain. And meekly bear the load ; Till we have our grief nll'd up. Till we nil onr works have done, Late partakers of our hope, And fnarcrs of thy throne. j 8 o For l?ER50Ns joined hi Fellowship, 3 To thy wife and gracious will We quietly fubmit, Waiting for redemption ftili, But waiting at thy feet : When thou wilt the bleiTmg give, Call us up thy face to fee : Only let thy fervants live, And let us die to thee. ^^^^ For PERSONS j^ned In FELLOWSHIP, H Y M N CLXXXVIL Budth, \ f^ OME away to the ilcies/ \^j My beloved, arife, And rejoice in the day thou waft borrl^ On this feftival day, Come exulting away. And with i.'.ging to Sion return. 2 We have laid up our love And treaiure above, Tho' our bodies continue below : -a The redeem'd of the Lord, \Ve remember his word. And with fingin^ to paradife go. 3 ^'^^'^^ ^ing"J"J? we praife The original grace,, By our heav'nly Father beftov/'d ; Onr being receive From his bor.nty, and live 'V.Ky ihc I'oncur and glory of God. For Persons joined in F e i. L o v/ s ii i p . i S x 4 For thy glory we are Created to (hare, Both the nature and kingdom divine ; Created again, That our fouls may remain In time and eternity thine. 5 With thanks we approve The delign of thy love, Which hath join'd us in Jefus's name 5 So united in heart. That we never can part, Till we meet at the feall of the Lamb, 6 There, there at his feet, AVe fhail fuddenly meet, And^be parted in body no more ! We fliall fing to our lyres, With the heavenly choirs, And our Saviour in glory adore. 7 Hallelujah we fing To our Father and King, And his rapturous praifes repeat ; To the Lamb that was il:.in Hallelujah again, Siiig ail heaven, and fall at his feet '\ S In alTurance of hope, Wc to Jefus look up. Till his banner unfurl'd in the a'r From our graves wc ihall fee, And cry out, " It is he," And fly up to ackucwlcdge liim there. i 8 2 For Persons johud in Fellows ii i p . H Y M N CLXXXVIII. Daly, 1 ^ DME, let us anew \^^ Our journey pursue, With vigour arife, . And prefs to our permanent place in the flcies ; Of heavenly birth^ Tho' v^'and'ring on earth, This is not our place, But firangers and pilgrin^iS ourfelves we conftfi-. 2 At jefus's call We give up our all, And uill we forego. For Jefus's fake, our enjoyments btlow j No longipg we find For the country behind ; But onv/ard u''e move, ^ And ftill we are feeking a country abovff 3 A country of joy, Witliout any alloy. We thither repair. Our heart and our treafure already are there. We march hand in hand To Inimanuel's land ; No matter what cheer We meet with on earth, for eternity's near ! 4 The rougher our way, The iliorter our (lay ; The tempefts that rife Shall gJcrioufly hurry our fouls to the Ikies ; Tiie fiercer the blaft, The fooner 'tis pall;. The troubles that come. Shall come to our refcue, and hailen us home. c For Persons yo/Avi in Fellowship. I03 HYMN CLXXXIX. Bullth. OME, let us afcend, My companion and friend, To talle of the banquet above ! If thy heart be as mine, If for Jefus it pine, Come up into the chariot of love. 2 Who in Jefus confide, We are bold to out-ride The ftorms of affliclion beneath! With the prophet we foar To the heavenly iliore, And out-fly all the aiTcws cf death. 3 By faith we are come To our peitnanent home : By hope wd the rapture improve ; By lo\'t' we ftill rife. And look-^ov/n en the fides, For the heaven of heavens Is love. 4 Who on earth can conceive, How happv we live In the palace of God, the great King * AVhat a concert of praife, When our Jcfus's grace The whole heavenly company ling ! 5 What a rapturous fong, When the glorify'd throno^ Ir\ the fpirit of harmony join ! Join all the glad choirs. Hearts, voiceti. and lyres, Avid the burden is niercv divine. 1 84 For Persons joined in Fe L L o w s H i p. 6 Hallelujah they cry. To the king of the flcy, To the great everlaiiing 1 AM; To the Lamb that was flain. And livcth again. Hallelujah to God and the Lamb. 7 The Lnmb on the throne, Lo ! he dwells with his, own, And to rivers of pleafure he leads ; With his mercy's full blaze, With the light of his face, Our beatify'd fpirits he feeds. 8 Our foreheads proclaim His ineffable name ; Our bodies his glory difplay ^ A day without night We feail: in his fight, And eternity feems as a day ! HYMN CXC. C. M. 1 TESUS, great ShephL-rd of ihc Iheep, ' 3 To thee for help we fly : Thy little flock in fafety keep, For O the wolf is nigh ! 2 He comes, of hellifh malice full, To fcatter, tear, and flay ; He feizes cv'ry flraggling foul, As his own lawful prey. 3 Us into thy protet'^tion t?ihc, And gatlier with thy arm : • Ur.lefs the fold we flrfc forfakc, The \'-o]f can never h-ivr. For Vev^sONS Joi/ied in FELLOWSHIP. 185 4 We laugh to fcorn his cruel pow'r, While by our Shepherd's lide } The (heep he never can devour, Unlefs he firll divide. 5 O do not fuffer him to part The fouls that here agree ! But make us of one mind and heart, And keep us one in thee ! 6 Tooretlier let us fvveetly live, Together let us die ; And each a ftarry crown receive, And reign above the fky. li Y M N CXCI. C. M. 1 r-j-i ^ Y „s, O God, and ftrj-cli th' X Of ev'ry linful heart ; Whate'er of fm in us is found, O bid it all depart ! 2 AVhcn to the right or left we ft ray, Leave us not comfortlefs ; Biit (xuide our feet into the v.T.y Of cvcrlafting peace. 3 Help us to help each other, Loid, Each other's crofs to bear ; Let each bis friendly aid afford. Arid feel, his brothev's care. 4 He>i r.5 to biii'd er.ch other up, Our littic '^.(.'ck improve ; 1, coiilirn; ctv hope, ground i86 For Persons jo'vicd ifi Fellowship. 5 Up into thee, our living Head, Let U8 in all things grow, Till thou haft made 113 free indeed, And fpotlefs here below. - 6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, Receive thy ready bride : Give U3 in heaven a happy lot With all the fanaify'd. H Y M N CXCII. CarJif, HO U God of truth and love, We {cck thy perfedt way, R.eady thy choice t' approve, Thy providence t' obey. Enter into thy wife defign, And Ivveetiy lofe cur will in thine. 2 Why h?.ft thou cad our lot In the lame age and place ? And Vv'hy together bvougiit To fee each other's face ; To join with foft^ft fympathy ; And mix our friendly fouls in thee ? 3 Didft tliou not make us one,>. That \YC might one remain, Together travel on, And bear each other's pain, Till all tky utmoil goodnefs prove, And rife renevv^'d in perfed love I 4 Surc\^ thou didft unite Our kindred fpirits here. That all heieaftcr m.ight Before tliy throne appear : 5 I For Pe R s c ^; s joined hi Fe L L o w s e-i i r . 187 Meet at tlic marriage of the Lamb, And ail thy glorious love proclaim, Th.en let us ever bear The blefled end in view, And join \vlt!i mutual care. To fight our pafTage ilu-ough ; And kindly help each other 011, • Tin all receive the flarry crov/ii. 6 O may the Spirit feal (?iir foi'.ls unto that dav ! With all thy fulneis fill, ' And then tranlport away ! Away to our eternal rell. Away to our Redeemer's breaft ! H Y lA N CXCIII. Ha:ulItonh. 1 T^ A T H E Pv of our dying Lord, X. Remember us for good, O fulfil his faithful word, And liear lils fpeaking blood ! Give U5 that for which he prays ; Father, glorify thy Son ; Shew his truth, and pow'r, and grace ; And fend the promife down. 2 Trne and Faithful Witnefs, thou, O Chrlll, the fplrit give ! Had thou net receiv'd him now, That we might now receive ? Art thou not our living Head ? Ijlte to all thy Limbs impart : Shed thy love, thy Spirit (lied, In every waiting heart. 1 8 8 For Pe R s Q N s joined hi Ft L L o v/ s h i p . 3 Holy Ghoft, the Comforter, The gift of Jefus, come : Glows our heart to find thee near, And fwdls to to make thee room : Prcfent with us thee we feel, Come, O come, and in us be ! With us, in us, live and dwell To- all eternity. HYMN CXCIV. Hothain. 1 TEvSU, Lord, we look to thee, 3 Let us in thy name agree ; Shew thyfelf the Prince of Peace j Bid our jars for ever ceafe. 2 By thy reconciling love Ev'ry Humbling block remove; Each to each unite, endear ; Come and fpread thy banner here, 3 Make us pf on-e heart and mind, Courteous, pitiful, and kind, I^ovvly, meek in thought and word ; Altogether like our Lord. 4 Let us each for other care. Each the other's burden bear; To tliy church the pattern give, Shew hcsw true believers live. 5 Free from anger and from pride, Let us tluis in God abide ; All the depths of love exprefs, AH the heights of holinefs. For Persons jjined in i* e l ,l o w s h i p . i Sq 6 Let us then with joy remove To thy farr.ily above; On the v-jngs of angels fly ; Shew how true believers die. K Y M N CXCV. C. M. E S U, unked by thy grace, And each to each endear'd, With confidence wc feek thy face, And know our pray'r is heard. 2 Still let us own our coTnmon Lord, And bear thine eafy yoke, *A. band of love, a three-fold cord, Which never can be broke. 3 Make us into one fpirit drink : Baptize into thy name ; And let us always kindly think. And fweetiy fpeak the fame. 4 Touch'd by the loadftone of thy love, Let all our hearts agree ; And ever tow'rds each other move, And ever move tow'rds thee. 5 To thee infcparably join'd, Let all our fpirits cleave ; O may we all the loving mind That was in thee, receive ! 6 This is the bond of perfedlnefs, Thy fpotlefs charity : O let us ftill, we pray, pofTefs The mind that was in thee ! ipo For Persons joined in Fello\vskip. 7 Grant this, and then from all below Infenfibly remove ; Our fouls their change (liall fcarcely know, Made perfeiSl firll in love. 8 With eafe our fouls thro' death fhall glide Into their paradife ; And thence on wings of angels ride Triumphant thro' the fides. 9 Yet when the fulled joy is giv'n, The fame delight we prove ; In earth, in paradife, in heaven, Our All in All is love. H Y M N CXCVI. Lo-oc-Feqft, PART THE FIRST. 1 /^OME, and let us fweetly join, \_^ Chrift to praiie in hymns divine ! Give we all, v/ith one accord, Glory to our common Lord ; Hands, and hearts, and voices raife ; Sing as in the ancient days ; Ant-cdate the joys above, Celebrate the feaft of love. 2 Strive we, In affecllon drive : Let the purer flame revive, Such as in the martvr5i o"low'd. Dying champions for their God : V/e like them may live and love; Call'd we are their joyr. to prove : Sav'd vrith them from futjire wrnth, Paitners of like precious faith. i^r Persons /(////e'^ /;; Fellowship. 191 l 3 Sing we then in Jcfu's name. Now as yefterday the fame : One in cv'ry time and place, ■ Full for all of truth and grace : f We for Chriil our mailer iland,^ ■, Lights in a benighted land : •' We our dying Lord confefs ; We are Jefu's witneffes. 4 WitnelTes that Chrift hath dy'd ; We with him arc crucifyM : Chrift hath buril the bands of death ; We his quick'ning Spirit breathe ; Chrift is now gone up on high ; Thither all our vviihes fly ; Sits at God's right hand above ; There with him we reign in love. H Y M N CXCVIL Foumfery. PART THE SECOND. 1 /^ O M E, thou higli and lofty Lord : ;| V_y Lowly, me-ik, incarnate word ; [ Humbly ftoop tj earth again ; \ Come and vint abjecl man ! Jefu dear expefted gueft, Thou art bidden to the feaft ; For thyleif our hearts Drcpare ! Come, and fit, and banquet there. 2 Jefu, we thy promife claim : We are met in thy grer.t name : In the midft do thou appear, Manifeft tj)v prefencc here ! ' R 192 /''(?r Persons /V/wr/ //j Fellowship. Sanctify us Lord, and blefs, Breathe thy Spirit, give tliv peace : Thou thyfelf within us move 1 Make eur feail a feaft of love. 3 Let the fruits of grace abound ; Let in us thy bowels found ; Faith, and love, and joy increaf*^ Temperance and gentlenefs ; Plant in us thy humble mind. Patient, pitiful, and kind : Meek and lovvfuly let us be be. Full of gcodncfs, full of thee. 4 Make UG all in thee complete : Make as all for glory meet ; Mttt t' appear before thy fight. Partners with the faints in light ; Call, O call us each by name. To the marmge of the Lamb : Let us lean upon thy breaft ; Love be there our endlcfs feaft. HYMN CXCVKL C. M. O M E, let us ufe the grace divine^ And all with one accord. In a perpetual covenant join Caricivcs to Chrift the Lord : Give up ourfeivei thro* Jefu's povv*r. His n-^PAt to gk>rify. And promiie in this facred hour, For God to live and die. The ci.v'nant we this moir.eat n.ake, Be ever kept in mind ; Fcr Pejisons joined in Feiio We will no more our God forfiike, Or caft his words bfblnd. 4 We never will throw off his fear Who hears our fol^mn vow ; And if thou art well pleas'd to hear, Come down and meet us now. 5 Thee, Father,' Son, and Holy Gh-jft, Let all our hearts receive ; Prefent with the celeftial ho(l, The peaceful anfwer give. 6 To each the covenant blood apply. Which takes our fins away ; And regifter our names on high. And keep us to that day. HYMN CXCIX. L. M. On admiituig a Nev/ Member. 1 T>ROTHER in Chrift, and well- hclov'd, JL) To Jcfus and his fei-vants dear. Enter and ihew thyfelf approvM ; Eater, and find that God is here. 2 'Scap'd from the world, redcem'd from faa. By fiends purfuM, by men abhorr'd, Come in, poor fugitive, come in. And Ihare the portion of thy Lord. 3 Welcome from esrth ! — lo, the right hand Of fellowship to thee we give ! With open anns ^r\A hearts we ftand. And thee in Jefii*s name receive. 194 Po^' Persons joined in Fellowship. 4 Say, is thy heart refolv'd as ours ? '' Then let it burn with facred love : Then let it tafte the heav'nly pow'rs, Partaker cf the joys above. 5 Jefu, attend, thyfelf reveal ! Are we not met in thy great name ? Thee in the midil \vc wait to feel, V/e wait to catch the fpreading flame. 6 Thou God, that anfwereft by fire, The fplrit of burning now impart, And let the flames of pure defire Rife from the altar of each heart. 7 Truly our fellowfliip below, With thee and with the Father is ; In thee eternal life we know. And heaven's unutterable blifs. 8 In part we only know thee here, But wait thy coming from above— And I (hall then behold thee near, And I fhall all be loft in love. HYMN CC. HotLznu On vifiling a Friend. FACE be on this hcvafc be IlowM* "Peace on all that here rclide ; Let the unknown peace of God With the man of peace abide ! Let the Spirit now come dovi^n : JLet the blefling now take place ; Son of peace receive thy crown, Fulnefs of the gofpel-grace. Pot ViLKiOiis Jcined in Fellowship. 195 2 Chrift, my mailer, a!>d my Lord, Let me thy forerunner be ; O be mindful of thy word, Vifit them, and vifit me ! To this houfe, and all herein, Now let thy falvatron come I Save our fouls from inbred fin ! Make us thy eternal home ! 3 Let us never, never reft. Till the pi-iomiie is fulfill'd : Till we are of thee poffefs'd, Pardon*d, fancrtify'd, and feal'd ! Till we all, in love renew 'd. Find the pearl^ that Adam loil, Temples of the living God, Father, Soa, and Holy Ghoft ! ■B HYMN CCL C. M. Parting. LEST be the dear uniting love, That will not let us part 1 Our bodies may far oft remove. We ftlll are one in heart. Joia'd in one fpirit to our Head, Where he appoints we go ; And ftili in Jefu*s footftcps tread, And fhew his praife below. O mij we ever walk in him, And nothing know btfide, Nothing dcfire, nothing cfteetn, Biit jefus crucify 'd ! k i 196 For Persons joined in Fellowship. 4 Clofer and clofer let us cleave To his belov'd embrace ; Expeft his fulnefs to receive, And grace to anfwer grace. 5 Partakers of the Saviour's grace. The fame In mind and heart. Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place. Nor life, nor death can part. 6 But let us haften to the day, Which fhall our flefh reftore ; When death fhall all be done away. And bodies part no more. HYMN CCIL rrum^d, 1 T E S U S, accept the pralfe ^1 That to thy name belongs ; Matter of all our praife, Subjedl of all our fongs : Through thee we now together came. And part exulting in thy name. 2 In flefh we part a while, But ftill in fpirit ]oIn'd, T' embrace the happy toil. Thou haft to each afligu'd : And while we do thy bl'-ued will. We bear our heaven about us ilJll. 3 O let us then r^o on In all thy plcafant ways, And arm'd with - • ;ence, run With iov the .; pointed race ! Keep us and ev ry fecking foul. Till all attain the hcav'nly goal. For Persons joined in Fellowship. 197 4 There we fliall meet again, When all our toils are o'er. And death, and grief, and pain. And parting are no more. We (hall with ail our brethren rife. And grafp thee in the flaming flcies. 5 O happy, happy day, That calls thy exiles home ! The heav'ns fhall pafs away : The earth receive its doom : Earth we ftiall view and heav'n dellroy'dj And fliout above the fiery void, 6 Then let us wait the found That fhall our fouls releafe, And labour to be found Of him in fpotlefs peace : In perfeft holinefs renewM, Adom*d with ChHIt, and meet for God. HYMN CCIII. C. M. WaUtng for the Spirit of Adoption. 1 ALL glory to the dying I^amb, Jl\. And nevcr-cealing pralfe, While angels live to know thy name, Or men to feel thy grace. 2 With this cold ftony heart of mine, ' Jefus, to thee I fiet- ! And to thy grace my foul refign, To be renewed by thee. Ig8 BIRT M-DAY 3 Give me to hide my blufhing fac<. While thy dear crofs appears ; DifFolve my heart in thankfiihiefs. And melt my eyes to tears. 4 O may the uncorrupted feed Abide and reign within ; And thy life-giving word forbid My new-born foul to fin. 5 Fatl:ery I wait before thy thvoiie ; • Call me a child of thine ! Send down the Spirit of thy Son To form my heart divine. 6 There fiied thy promis'd love abroad, And make my comfort ftrong ; Then firall I fay, " My Father, God !" With an unwavering tongue. BIRTH-DAY. H Y M N CCIV. Refun-eaiGTi. O D of my life, to thee jr My cheerful foul I raife j Thy goodnefs bade me be, And fiiil prolongs my day;; ; I fee my natal hour return. And blefs the day t'jat I was bo5:i>i. BIRTH- DAY. 2 A clod of livin'.r earth, I glorify thy name. From whom alone my birth, And all my blcflings came ; Creating and prefcrviiicr grace Let all that Is williiii me pralfj. 3 Long as J. live bencatli, To thee, O let me live ; To thee my ev'ry breath In thanks and praifes give ! Whate'er I have, v.hate'er I am. Shall magnify my Maker's name. 4 My foul and all its pow'rs. Thine, wholly thine fhall be ; All, all my happy hours I confecrale to thee : Me to thine image now rellorc. And I fhail praife thee evermoie. 5 I wait thy will to do. As angels do in heav'n ; In Chrift a creature new. Eternally forgiv'h ; I wait thy perfect will to provtj. All fanaify'd by fmlefs love. 6 Then when the work is done. The work of faith with powVj Receive thy farouPd fon In death's triumphant hour : Like Mofes to thyfelf convey, And kifs my raptur'd foVd nv.ny. 200 EI RT M-DAY HYMN CCV. Bmhh. 1 AWAY with our fears, JTjL. Tlic glad morning appears, When an heir of falvation was born ! From Jehovah I came. For his glory I am, And to him I with finging return. 2 Thee, Jefus, alone, The fountain! own Of my life and lehcity here ; And cheerfully fing My Redeemer and King, Till his figns in the heavens appeal'. 3 With thanks I rejoice in thy fatherly choice, Of my ilate and condition below ; If of parents I came Who honourM thy name, ' 'T\v?.3 thy wifdoin appointed it ^o. 4 I fing of thy grace. From my earlieft days, Ever near to ailin-e and defend ; Hitherto thou had been My preferver from fm, And I trud thou wilt fave to the end. 5 O the infinite cares, And temptations, and fnarcs, Thy hand hath condu(3^ me through J O the bleffing beiiow'd By a bountiful God, And tiie* mercies cteinaliy nev*' ; BIRTH-DAY. 2-1 ^_^ 6 What a mercy is this, What a heaven of bliis, How unfpeakably happy am I ! Gather'd into the fold, With thy people enroH'd, With thy peopb to live and to die ! 7 O the goodnefs of God, In employing a clod His tribute of glory to raife I His ftandard to bear, And with triumph declare His unfpeakable riches of grace ! S O the fathornlefs love, That has deign'd to approve And profper the work of my hands ! With my pailoral crook I went over the brook. And behold ! I am fpread into bands. 9 Who, I afk, in amaze, Has be;2[otten me thefe ? And eivfiuire from what quarter they came,? My full heart it replies, ^i'bey are born from the fio All honour and praife To the Father of grace, To the Spirit, and Son, I return : Tlie buhnefs puriue He hath made me to do^ And rejoice tha^I ever was born. i I In a rapture of joy My life I employ. The God of my life to proclaim : tor BACKSLIDER. 'Tis worth living for this. To ziidminifttr bhTs, And falvation in Jtfns's name. 1 2 My remnant of days I ipend in his praife, Who dy'd the whole world to redeem j Be they many or few, My days are his due, And they all are devoted to him ! -^-^^^-^ BACKSLIDER. LI Y M N CCVI. BuM. PART THE FIRST'. "FJ" OW happy are they J^Tj. Who the Saviour obey, And h?.ve laid up their treafure above ! Tongue cannot exprefs, The fweet comfort and peace Cf a foul in its earlieft love ! 2 Thnt comfort was mine, When the favour divine I nrCt found in the blood (.f the Lamb ^ "When my heart it behevM; What a joy I receiv'd, Wl^at a heaven in Jefus's name ! ^, 'T\v?.3 an iieaven below My tSaviour to know ; I'K'i' H'^s'-'ch could do nothiticr more Tfi iii i'c'li at liis fccij Ai:'! tl.: (lory rcpoat, A i-k' 'i..,' T.i'V\. r o\ i'i',-:V.rt? :i;lore* BACKSLIDER. Jefus all the day loner Was my joy and my Tong ; O that nil his falvation might fee ! He hath lov'd me, I cry'd. He hath fuffer'd and dy'd, To reclaim fiich a rebel as me. On the wings of his love 1 was carried above All fm, and temptation, and pain • I could not believe That I ever fhould grieve, That I ever fnould fufrer again. 1 rode on the flcy, Freely juaify'd I, Nor envy'd Elijah his feat : My foul mounted higher In a chariot of lire, And the moon it was under my feet* the rapturous height Of that holy delight, Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! Of my Saviour pofTefl:, 1 was perfectly bleft, As if fiilM with the fulncfs of God. HYMN CCVII. BuM. PAR.T THE SECOND. AH I vv'hcre am I now ? Wlien v;'as it or how That I fell from my heaven of grace ? I am brought into thrall, I am firi]-.t of my All, J ;>:n banifliM from jcfns's face, h ;04 BACKSLIDER, ', liardiy yet do I know How I let my Lord go. So infenfibly flaitlng afide,- Vv^lien tlie tempter c?.rne in With his own fubtie fm, And infected my fpirit v/ith pride. ) But I felt it too foon, That my Saviour was gone, Swiftly vanidiing out of my light ; My triumph and boail: On a fudclcn were loll. And iny day it was turn'd into night. \. Only pride could dcilroy That innocent joy, And make :ny lledeemer depart : But whatever was the caiife, 1 lament the fad lofs. For the veil 1;> cviine over my heart. ,- Ah ! wretch that 1 am ! I can only exclaim, Like a devil tcniiChted within, A nd has left, me alone, T'j the fury of Satan and fm. 5 Notiiing r.ow can relieve, Without comfort I grieve, I have loil all rny ])eace and my pow'r ,N«V a.'O'-is do I find 'i'.. li.: !;!c!iti ui maiiki^id : I c'Ji\i ■liic f .r ijis ivr.i'icy siu more. 7 Tunaue cannot: declare Ti'i'^' torinent I hc:\i, (VVh'k; no end of my troulk^ I f >.- . EACIZSLIDP.R. Onh- Adam couIJ tell On the clay that he fell. And Vv-as turn'd out of Eden like me. 9, Driven out from my God, I wander abroad. Thro' a deicrt of forrows I vcvc ; And how great ts my pnin, That I cannot regain My Eden of Jefus' s love ! 9 I never fhall rife To my firft paradifc. Or come my Redeemer to fee : But I feel a faint hope, That at lall he will Hoop, And his pity fliall bring him to me. H Y M N CCVIII. Famral, 1 X_T^^^^^ ^''"^'^^ ^ ^^^^ finncr in pain, X J3_ Recover his forfeited peace ? When brought into bondage ag-ain, vViiat hope of a fccond relcafe ? Will mercy itfelf be fo kind To fpare fuch a rt btl a^ me ? And O ! 4h I poffibly find Such plenteous redemption in thee ! 2 O J .fus, of the 2 I require, If dill thou aft able to fave, Tlie brand to pluck out of the f.rc, /lad ranfom my foul from the grave, The help of thy Spirit rellore. And fliew mc the life-giving blood, And pardon a finner once more, And bring me again unto God. 2p6 BACKSLIDER. 3 O Jcfus, III pity draw near, Come quickly to help a loll Lul, To comfort a mourner appear, And make a poor Lazarus wkcle : The balm of thy mercy apply, (Thou feeft the fore an^uifh I feci) Save, Lord, in- I perilh, I die, O fave or I fuik Into hell ! 4 I fmk, If then longer delay Thy pai-loning mercy to Paow ; Come quickly, and kindly difplay The pow'r of thy pafTion below. By all thou haft done for my fake. One drop of thy blood I Implore ; Now, now let it touch me, and make The finner a fmner no more, HYMN CCIX, i2th PJalm. For the Morning, 1 "T"/^ THE RE is my God, my joy, my hope, V V The dear defire of nations, where ? jefus, to thee my foul looks \v^. To thee direfts her m.ornIn|^. prayer ; And fpreads her arms of faith abroad, T' embrace my hope, my joy, my God ! 2 Mine eyes prevent the morning- ray. Looking, and longing for thy word j Come, O my Jefus, come away. And let my heart receive its Lord ; Which pants and ftruggles to be free, And breaks to be detain'd from thee. A PARENT 3 PRAYER. 20/ 3 Appear in me, bright Morning-Star, And fcatter all the fhndcs of night ! I faw thee once, and came from far, But quickly loft thy tranfient light ! And now again .in darknefs pine, Till thou throughout my nature fhine. 4 In patient hope I now take heed To the fure word of promised grace, Whofe rays a feeble lulcre fhed. Faint glimmering thro' the darkfome place j Till thou thy glorious light impart, And rife the Day-Star in my heart. 5 Come, Lord, be manifefted here. And hII the devil's v/orks deftroy ; Now without fin in me appear. And fill with everlafting joy : Tiiy beatific face difplay, Tliy prcfencc is the perfed day. A PARENT'S PP.AYER, HYMN CCX. C. M. 1 if"^ OD only wifr, almii^hty, good, '^^_J^ Send forth thy truth and light, To point U3 out the narrow road, And guide our Heps aright : 2 To tletr our dang'rous couriJe betwe-.n The rucks On either hand : And fix us in tr.e golden mean, And biing our char^^e to land. Co" 208 NATIVITY. 3 Made apt by thy fufficient grace To teach as taught by thee, We come to t:i-ain in all thy ways, Our rifing progeny. 4 Their felfifii will in time fubdue, x\nd mortify their pride ; And lend their youth a facred clew To find the crucify'd ! 5 We would in ev'ry itep look up, By thy example taught, T' alarm their fear, excite their hope, And rectify their thought. 6 We would peiTuadc their hearts t* obey, With mildtil; zeal proceed ; And never take the harfher way. When love will do the deed.' •' For this we afi^, in faith fmcere. The wifdom from above, To touch their hearts with filial fear. And pure, ingenuous love ! 8 To watch tiieir will to fenfe inclin'd, Withhold the hiu-tful food ; A:ul gently bend their tender mind, Auv! dr:uv tlieir fouls to God. ^^:^§^ N A T I V I T Y. H Y M N CCXI. BuiliL I fi^ L L hail ! happy day, J."X. When enrob'd in our clay^, The Il-.J^enier appcai'd upon earth : NATIVITY. How can we refrain For to join the glad ftrain, '2 09 i\nd to hail our Immanuel's birtii ? How boundk'fs that love, Firil begotten above, And thro' Jefus to fii>ners made known ! Lift, lift up the voice, And exulting rejorce, For Jehovah to earth is come dow.n. Ye angels of God, Sound his pvaifcs abroad, And acknowledge him JAH, the Iji^M-;: We alio will join :•,•..-■■.: i In a hymn fo divine, Giving glory to God and the L?.nib. To Chrill we will fing, As our High-Pi-iJi and Eing, And our Prophet to ter.ch us the road ; But more tlian all this, For altniglity he is, And we own him our crucifyM God. To Jefus's praife ' Let us fpend all our days, For 'tis he who our furety halh Rood : He fojcuri:ed below, That his mercy might Bow, And he purehi;:.'d oar pardja with b'' ■ ' O may the r.^turn Of this once blelfed morn. Be for over remc.'.-.bcr'd Vvith jo bweet acccnlo oi pra;ie All our voices ihall mile. Hul ieliijahi flirdl 210 NATIVITY, J Let echo prolong- The harmonious ibng, Hallelujahs again and again : He kindles the iire, Whom the nations defire, And to him we devote the glad {lrai». 3 Bleft Jefusj while we Pay our tribute to thee, Let us worship, admire, and adore ? Accept as thy crown, What before was thy own, Hallelujahs and praife evermore. HYMN CCXII. Sarifhury. ■ 1 T TARK! the herald-angels ling, X. A *' Giory to the new-born King ; ** Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; *' God and hnners reconciPd." Joyful, all ye nations, rife. Join the triumphs of the ikies. With tfi' angelic hofl: proclaim, " Chrift is born in Bethlehem." 2 Cbriil, by higheft heav'n adop^d, Chrift the everlalling Lord ; L:!te in time behold him come, Oii'?pring of a virgin's womb : Vcil'd in fledi, the Godhead fee, Hail the incarnate Deity ! Pleas'd as man with men t' appear, Jefus our Immanuel here. 3 H?.'l the heav'n-born Prince of Pjacf., Hail the Sun of right. cufiiciy ! new-year's day. Light and Vise to all he bilugs,* Rio'ii with uealing in his wings; Mild he lays his gloiy by, Eo.-n, that man no more may die : Ejrn to raifb the Ions of earth, Born to give them fecond birth. 4 Come, defire of nations, come. Fix iti us thy humble home : Rife, the woman's conquering ieec^ Bruife in ms t!ie ferpent's head : Adam's likenefs now efface, Stam.p thine image in its place ; Second Adam from above, Reinftate us in thy love. — <€J^^^' NEW- YEAR'S DAY. HYMN CCXIII. LeriGX. 1 'nr^ HE Lord of earth and iky, 1 The God of ages praife, Who reigns enthron'd on high, Ancient of endlefs days ; Who lengthens oat our trials here, And fpares us yet another year. 2 Barren and wither'd trees, Wc cumber'd long the ground, No fruit of hohnefs On our dead fouls was found j Yet doth he us in mercy fpare, Another, and another year. ■J m 112 3 N-EW-YEAl'':; i: \\'lKn juilicc bar*d ihe fword To cut thrRIDAY. 2£3 v^... ].'.^.f, and lives fhall gladly facw The wonders of thy love, '\V!:ile on ia Jcfu's ileps we go To ieek thy face above. 3 Our relidue of days or hours. Thine, wholly tliiue ihiill be, And all our confccrated powers A facrlBce to Thee, Till jefus in. the clouds a;^pear To faints on earth fcrgiven, A'.id brin^ the grand fabbalic year, The jubilee oi heaveu. <<€S-» G O O D F R I D A Y. H Y :m n' ccxv. c. i>i. 1 /«^ L A S ! and did my Savi.)ur ble^d ? _ir\. And did ruy Sov'Veign die ? W(;iiid he devote thai iaered he.ui 1 or inch a worm as 1 f* m 2 Was it for crimes that I havi? done, He groan'd upon the tree ? Amazing" pity ! grace unknown 1 Ar.d love beyond degree ! 3 Wrll might the funj'« davkneG hide, And fhut his glorivs in ; Wfii.u Chrilt the nil-TUy rni.ker dy'J Fur ii^n the creaturc'a 'f:n ! • ,' 7l/\ PRATER FOR FAITH 4 Tims might I hide my bliifliing face, 6 Wiiile his dear crofs apperirs : I3iftV)lve my heart in thankfnlnefs, ( And melt m.ine eyes to tears. r But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt cf love I ewe ; ITere, Lord, I give myi-clf away ; 'Tis al] thiit I can do* 11 Y k N CCXVI. Ci M. j^ Prayer for Faith. IJ^ATHER, I iV.-etch my hands to thee, No other help I know : If thou withdraw thy felf from me, Ah ! whither fhall 1 go ? 2 What did thy only Son endure, Before I drew my breath ! What p?an, what lahovir to fecurc My foul from ei^dlefs death ! 3 O Jefu, could I this believe, I now fliould feel thy powV ; Now my poor foul thou wouldft retrieve^ Nor let me wait one hour. 4 Author of faith, to thee I lift My wetiry, longing eyes , O 'ct me now receive that gift ; My foul without it dies. 5 Surclv thou cand not let nie die ; Oipcak, and I fliglf live ! • u lio-e I will a:i-iveary'd he ; '^""i'l 'dv::\i tt^v Sri;;; jirivi:. SINCERE PRAISE. 21^ 6 The worfl; of finners would rejoice, Could they but fee thy face ; O let me hear thy quick'ning voice, And tafle thy pard'ning grace ! HYMN CCXVII. S. M. Sincere Praife. 1 A LMIGHTY Maker, God, jr\. How glorious is thy name 1 Thy wonders how diffus'd abroad Throughout creation's frame ! 2 In native white and red, The rofe and lily ftand, And free from pride their beauties fpread. To fhow thy l]cllful hand. 3 The lark mounts up the flcy With unambitious fong, And bears her Maker's praife on higin Upon her artlefs tongue. 4 Fain would I rife and fing To my Creator too ; Fain would my heart adore my King, And give him praifes due. r But pride, that bufy fin. Spoils all that I perform ; Cu sM pride that creeps fecurely fh, j: nd fwells a haughty worm, 6 Thy ';^lories I abate, Or praife thee with defign, Part '.. ' thy favours I for^'et, Or cn:nk \h^ merit miuc. T 2l6 SINCERE PRAISE. 7 Create my foul anew, Elie all my worflilp's vain ; 1*hls wretched heart will ne'er prove true Till it be form'd again. 8 Defcend, celeftial fire. And feize me from above ! Wrap me in flames of pure defirc, ; A faa-ii^ce of love. 9 Let joy and vvorfliip fpend •, The remnant of my days, And to my God my foul afcend. In fvveet perfumes of praife. HYMN CCXVIII. Tcilfis. 1 '\7' E heavens rejoice in Jefi;-;'s grace, JL Let earth make a noife and echo his praife ; Our all-louing Saviour hath pacify'd God, And paid for his favour the price of his blood. 2 Ye mountains and vales, in praifes abound, Ye hills and ye dales, continue the found : Break forth into finging, ye treeo of the wood, For Jefus is bringing loll fiiiners to God. 3 Atonement he made for every one. The debt he hath paid, the work he hath done. Shout all the creation below and above, Afcribing falvatiou to Jcfus's love. i}. li's mercy hath brought falvation to all, Who take it unbought he frees thefii from thrall, Tliroughuut the believer his glory difplays. And peifcds for ever the veiTels of grace. INCONSTANCY, hc '21; H Y M N CCXIX. L. M. Inrovjlanry. LORD Jefu, vhen, v. ben HoJ! ^ be, That I no more fhnli brt-ak with tbcj , When will this war of paiTions ceaCe, And my free foul enjoy thy peace ? 2 Herj? I repent and fm again ; jMow I revive, and now am ilain ; Slain with the fame unhappy dart, Which Oh ! too often wounds my heart- 3 O Saviour, when, when fiiall I be A garden feal'd, to all but thee ? No more expos'd, no more undone ; But live and grow to thee alone ? 4 Guide thou, O Lord, guide thou my courfe, And draw me on with thy fweet force ; Slill make me walk, ftill make me tend. By thee my way, to thee my en;d. HYMN CCXX. S. M. A Morning Hymn, 1 T T 7 E lift our hearts to thee, V V O Day-ftar from on high ! The fun itfelf is but thy Hiade, Yet cheers both earth and ilo this, my dying love to flicw. Accept your precioiTS legacy. And thus, my friends, remember m,e. 5 He took into his hands the cup, To crown the facramental feaft, And full of kind concern look'd up, And gave what he to them had bled ; And drink ye all of this, he faid^ In fclemn m^^m'ry of the dead. T 2 220 SACRAMENTAL. 4 This is my blood which feals the new Eternal cx)v'nant of my grace, My blood fo freely fhed for yoii, For you and all the linful race : My blood that fpeaks your fins forgiven, And juftifies your claim to heaven. HYMN CCXXIII. S. M. 1 X E T all who truly bear J| :' J The bleeding Saviour's name, Their faithful hearts with us prepare, And eat the Pafchal Lamb. Olir paffbver was flain At Salem's hallow'd place, Yet we who in our tents remain, Snail gain his largelt grace, 2 This euchariftic feaft Our every want fupplies, And ftill we by his death are bleft. And fhare his facrifice : By faith his flefh we eat Who here his pafTion fhow, And God out of his holy feat Shall all his gifts beftow. 3 Who thus our faith employ His fufFerings to record, Ev'n now we mournfully enjoy Communion with our Lord j As though we ev'ry one Beneath his crofs had flood, S.-ivl feen him heave and heaxd him groan. And felt his guftiing blood. SACRAMENTAL. -221 |. O God ! 'tis finifli'd now ! The mortal pang is pad ! By faith his head we fee him bow. And hear him breathe his laft ! We too with him are dead, And fhall with him arife, The crofs on which he bows his head, Shall lift us to the fides. HYMN CCXXIV. Hamilton's. 1 TJ O C K of Ifrael, cleft for mc, X\. For us, for all mankind, See, thy feebleft followers fee. Who call thy death to mind : Sion is the very land ; Us beneath thy fhade receive, Grant us in the cleft to (land, And by thy dying live. 2 In this howling wildernefs. On Calvary's fteep top. Made a curfe, our fouls to blefs. Thou once wall lifted up ; Striken there by Mofes* rod. Wounded by a deadly blow, Gufhing ftreams of life o'erflow'd The thirfly world below. Rivers of falvation flill Along the dcfert roll, Rivers to refrefh and heal The fainting, finking foul ; 222 SACRAMENTAL. Still the fountain of thy blood Stands for finners opcn'd wide, Now, e'en now, my Lord, and Goc^, I wafh me in thy fide. 4 Now, e'en nmv we all plvrnge in, And drink the purple wave ; This is the antedote of fm, 'Tis this our fouls (hall fave : With the life of Jefus fed, Lo ! from ftrength to {Irength we life, Follow'd by our Rock, and led To meet him' ifi.th'e flcies. HYMN CCXXV. L. M. 1 A UTHORofourfalvation, thee UTjL With lowly thankful hearts we pralfe, Author of this great myftery, . , Figure and means of faving grace. 2 The facred true effedlual fign, Thy body and thy blood it fhows, The glorious inftrument divine Thy mercy and thy ftrength beftows. 3 We fee the blowd that feals our peace, Thy parxi'ning mercy we receive : The bread doth vifibly exprefs The ftrength through which our fpirits live. I Our fpirits drink a frelli fupply, And eat the bread fo freely giveji. Till borne on eagle's wings we fly, And banquet with our Lord in heavwi. SACRAMENTAL. 22; HYMN CCXXVl. C. M. 1 ^r^ THOU, who this myfterious bread \J Didft in Emmaus break. Return herewith our fouls to feed, And to thy followers fpeak. 2 Unfeal the volume of thy grace. Apply the gofpel-word, Open our eyes to fee thy face. Our hearts to know thee, Lord. 3 Of thee we commune ftill, and moura Till thou the veil remove. Talk with us, and our hearts fliall burn, With flames of fervent love. 4 Enkindle now the heavenly zeal. And make thy mercy known, And give our pardon 'd fouls to feel That God and love are one. HYMN CCXXVII. C. M. 1 T ESUS, at whofe fupreme command J We thus approach to God, Before us in thy vefture (land, Thy vefture dipt in blood. 2 Obedient to thy gracious word. We break the hallow'd bread. Commemorate our dying Lord, And truft on thee to faed. 3 Now, Saviour, now thyfelf reveal. And make thy nature known. Affix the facramental feal, An4 ftamp us for thine own. 224 SACKAMENTAL. .•; The tokenc of thy dying love O let us all receive. And feel the quick' ning fpirit move, And fcnfibly believe. 5 The cup of blcfling bleil by thee, Let it thy blood impart ; The bread thy hiyflic body be. And cheer each languid heart. 6 The grace which fure falvation brings^ Let us herewith receive ; Satiate the hungr)^ v/ith good things, The hidden manna give. HYMN CCXXVIIL Plymouth H O is this that comes from far. Clad in garments dipt iii blood ? Strong triumphant traveller, Is he man, or is he God ? " I that fpcak in rightcoiifnefs, *' Son of God and man I am, '•' Mighty to redeem your race : " Jefus is your Saviour's name." Wherefore are thy garments red^ Dy'd as in a crimfon fea ? They that in a wine-vat tread, Are not ftalnM fo much as thee. '* I the Father's fav'rite Son, ** Have the dreadful wine-prefs trod, " Borne the vengeful wrath alone, « All the ficrceil wrath of God." SACRAMENTAL. 22 HYMN CCXXIX. PlymoutL E S U, dear redeeming Lord, Magnify thy dying word, In thine ordinance appear, Come and meet thy followers here. 2 In the rite thou haft enjoin'd, JLet us now our Saviour find ; Drink thy blood for fmners fhed, Taile thee in the broken bread. 3 Thou our faithful hearts prepare, Thou thy pard'ning grace declare 3 T!iou that haft for fmners dy'd, Shj-.v thyfelf the crucify 'd ! 4 All the poAver oi fm remove, Fill us with thy perfect love, Stamp us with the ftamp divine, Seal our fouls for ever thine. HYMN CCXXX. S. M. 1 YES U, we thus obey J Thy laft and kindeft word. Here in thine own appointed way, We come to meet our Lord. 2 The way thou haft enjoin'd, Thou wilt therein appear : ^Jc come with confidence to find Thy fpecial prefence here. 5 Whate'er th* Almigrhtv can To pardun'd fmners give. The fuhicrs of our God made man We here with Chrift receive. 226 Exhorting and Beseeching, l^c. EXHORTING and BESEECHING to RETURN TO GOD. HYMN CCXXXI. Tallis, 1 f\ ALL that pafs by, to Jefus draw near, V^ He utters a cry, ye fmners, give ear! From hell to retrieve you he fpreads out his hands : Now, now to receive you, he gracioufly ftands. 2 If any man thirft, and happy would be, The vileft and word may come unto me ; May drink of my fpirit (excepted is none) Lay claim to my merit, and take for his own. 3 Whoever receives the life-giving word, In Jefus believes, his God and his Lord, In him a pure river of life fhall arife. Shall in the believer fpring up to the fliies. 4 My God, and my Lord ! thy ca" I obey ; My foul on thy word of promi.^ I flay : Thy kind invitation I gladly embrace, Athirft for falvation, falv^tion by grace. 5 O haften the hour ! fend down from above The fpirit of power, of health, and of love ; Of filial fear, of knowledge and grace ; Of wifdom, of prayer, of joy, and of praifc : Exhorting and Beseeching, ^c, 227 6 The fpirit cf faith, of faith in thy blood, Which faves us from wrath, and brings us to God; Removes the huge mountain of indv/eUing fm, And opens a fountain that wafhes us clean. HYMN CCXXXII. Tains. 1 "T^ H Y faithfulnefs. Lord, each moment we X find, So true to thy word, fo loving and kind 1 Thy mercy fo tender to all the loft race, The foulell offender may turn and find grace. 2 The mercy I feel, to others I (hew : I fet to my feal that Jefus is true ; Ye all may find favour, who come at his call; O come to my Saviour : his grace is for all. 3 To fave what was loft from heaven he came ; Come, finncrs, and truft in Jefus's name! He offers you pardon, he bids you be free ! If fin be your burden, O come unto me ! 4 O let me commend my Saviour to you. The publican's friend, and advocate too : For you he is pleading his merits and death, With God interceding for finners beneath. 5 Then let us fubmit his grace to receive. Fall down at his feet, and gladly believe ; Wc all are forgiven for Jefus' s fake : Our title to hcnvou his merit we make. U 228 PLEASANTNESS OF RELIGION. Defcrlhhi^ the Pkafantnefs of Religion. II Y M N CCXXXIII. TrlumpL E J O I C E evermore with angels above, In Jefus's pow'r, in Jeuis's love : With gliid exultation your triumph proclaim, Afcribin^^ falvation to God and the Lamb ! 1 Tlioa, Lord, our relief in trouLIe haft been : Halt iav'd us from grief, haft fav'd us from fin : The power of th^/ Spirit hath fct our hearts fiee, And now we iiiherit all fulntfs in thee. 3 All fulncfs of peace, all fulnefs of joy, And Ipiritual bhfs that never (Lall cloy, To us it is given i-n Jtfus tt^ know A kingdom of heaven, a heaven below. ^ No longer we join, while hnners invite, Nv^r envy the fwine their brutifii delight j Their joy is all fadnefs, their mirth is all vain ; Their laughter is madnefs, their pleafure is pain^ 5 O might they at laft with forrow return. The pleafures to tafte for which they were born : Our Jefus receiving, our happinefa prove, The joy of believing, the h-eaven of iove. II Y M N CCXXXIV. D^dkatiofu 7«r 7 E xA R Y fouU that wonder wide F.t)m the central point of bliis^ Turn to Jefus crucify 'd, Fly to thofe dear wounds of j^.:*> : Sink into the purple flood ; Kii^ i:.to thclifc cf GcJ: DESCRIBING JUDGMENT. 22^ 2 Find in Chrifl the way of peace, Peace iinfp?ak.:ible, imknowu ; Tjv Ms pain he gives you cafe, Life by his expiring groan ; Rife exalted by his fall, Find in Chrill your all in all. ^ O believe the record true, God to you his fen hath given ! Ye may now be happy too : Find on earth, the life of heaven ; Live the life of heaverr above, y\ll the life of glorious love. 4 This the univcrfal blifs, Blifs for every foul defign'd : God's original promife this, God's great gift to all mankind : Bleft in Chrift this moment be ! Bled to all eternity ! H Y M N CCXXXY. Kinzftvood. DejcriUng of jftidgmeni. I Q T A N D th' omnipotent decree \ C3 Jehov3ii's will be done : Nature's end we wait to fee* And hear her fmal graan : Let this earth difTolve and blend In death the wicked and the juft, Let taofe pond'rous orbs defcend, And grind us into dud:. Refli fecurc the righteous man : At his Redeemer's beck. Sure to emerge and rife again, And mo;ir:«t above the Vv'reck. 230 X)E5CRIBING HEAVEN. Lo ! the heavenly fplrit towers, Like flames o'er nature's fim'ral pyre, Triumphs in immortal powers,. And claps his wings of £re ! 3 Nothing hath the juit to lofe By worlds on worlds defl:roy*d. For beneath his feet he views With fmiles the flaming void ; Sees this univerfe renevv'd, The grand raillenial year begun ; Shouts with all the fons of God Around th' eternal throne ! 4 Refiling in this glorious hope To be at lafl: refl:or'd. Yield we now our bodies up To earthquake, plague, or fword, Lift'ning for the call divijie, The lateft trumpet of the feven ; Soon our foul and dull fliall join, And both fly up to heaven. HYMN CCXXXVI. FuneraL Defcrlblng of Heaven. 1 T L O N G to heboid him array 'd X With glory and light from above, The King in his beauty difpluy'd, His beauty of holieii love : I languifh and figh to be there. Where Jefus hath fix'd his abode ; O vi'hen fliall we meet in the air, And fly to the mountain of God ! 2 With him I on Sion fliall fliand (For Jeius hath Ipoken the word) PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. 23 I The breadth Ox^ InfimaiiUers land Survey by the liglit of my Lord : But when on thy bofom reclin'd Thy face I am ftrengthened to fee, . My fulncfs of rapture I find, My heaven of heavens in thee. 3 How happy the people that dwell Secure in tlie city above ! No pain the inhabitants feel, No ficknefs nor fon-ow fliall prove ; Phyiiclan of fouls, unto me Forgivenefs and holinefs give ; And then from the body fet free, And then to the city receive. HYMN CCXXXVn. Bexl^y. Praying for a BleJJing, 1 ^"T^ HOU fon of God, vvhofc fiamijig eyc: A Our inmoft thoughts perceive, iVccept the evening-facrince. Which now to thee we give. 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, And think ourfelves fincere : But Oiew us. Lord, is every one Thy real worfhipper ? 3 Is here a foul that knov^•o thee not, Nor feels his want o7 thee ? A flranger to the blood which bougl-t His pardon on the tree ? ^ Convince him now of unbelief, H's defperate (late explain : A;v.! n:l :iis heart with facred uvieP, :\nd penitential U 2 pam. 232 PRAYING FOR A BLESSING. 5 Speak with that voice which wakes the dead., And bid the fleeper rife, And bid his guihy confcience dread The death that never dies. 6 Extort the cry, What miifl be done To fave a wretch Hke me ? How fhall a trembling fmner fhun That endlefs mifery ? 7 I muft this inftant now begin Out of my fleep to wake ; And turn to God, and ev'ry fm Continually forfakc. 8 I muft for faith inceflant cry. And wreftle. Lord, with thee ! I muft. be born again or die To all eternity ! HYMN CCXXXVIII. JldrlcL 1 (O OME, O thou all-viaorious Lord, '■ V-y Thy pow'r to us make known : Strike with the hammer of thy word. And break thefe hearts of ilone. 2 O that we all might now bcgia Our foolifhnefs to mourn ! And tm-n at once from ev'ry fin. And to the Saviour turn. 3 Give us ourfelves and thef^ to know In this our gracious dn^- ; Repentance unto life bcftow. And take our fms avray. 4 Conclude us firfl in unbelief. And freely then rcleafj ; DESCRIBING rORMAL RELIGION. 233 Fill every foul with facred grief, And then with facred peace. 5 Impoverifh, Lord, and then relieve, And then enrich the poor ; The knoXvIedge of our ficknefs give, The knowledge of our cure. 6 That blefied fenfe of guilt impart. And then remove the load ; Trouble and wafh the troubled heart In the atoning blood. 7 Oar defperate ftate through fm declare, And fpeak our fins forgiven : B7 perfedl holinefs prepare. And take us up to heaven. HYMN CCXXXIX. Wenvt. Defcrihing Formal Religion. ONG have I feenv d to ferve thee, Lord, L With unavailing pain ; Fafced, and pray'd, and read thy word. And heard it preach'd in vain. 2 Oft did I with th' affembly join, And near thy altar drew, A form of godlinefs was mine, The pow'r I never knew. 3 I refted in the outward lavy. Nor knew its deep defign ; The length and breadth I nev.T faw, And height of love divine. 4 To plcafe thee thus, at length I fee, Vainly I hopM and Ihove : For w!ia' -re ont^/ard th-njrs to tricc,j»* • 234 ^'<^'' Mourners convinced of Sm. 5 I fee the perfect law requires Truth in the inward parts ; Our full confent, our whole defires. Our undivided hearts. 6 But I of means have made my bead, Of means an idol made : The fplrit in the letter loft, The fubftance in the fliade* 7 Where am I now, or what my hope ? What can my weaknefs do ? Jefus, to thee my foul looks up : 'Tis thou muil make it new. HYMN CCXL. Bexley, , For Mourners convinced of Sin. O D is in this and ev'ry place ; But O how dark and void To me ! 'tis one great wildernefs, This earth, without my God. ^ Empty of him who all things nils,. Till he his light impart ; Till he his glorious fclf reveals, The veil is on my heart. 3 O thou v/ho fceft and knoweft. my grief, Thyfelf unfecn, unknown, Pity my helplefs unbelief, And take away the ftone. 4 Regard me with a gracioua eye, The long-fought blcflir.g give : And bid me at the: point to die. Behold thy face and live. For Mourners brought io //^^ Birth. 235 5 A darker foul did never yet Thy promis'd help implore : O that I now my Lord might meet, And never lofc liini more ! 6 Now, Jelus, now the Fathei's love Shed \v. ray heart abroad ; The middle wall of iin remove, ^tjk And let me into God. HYMN CCXLI. Fetter^Lan-^. For Mourners brought to the Birth, 1 np HOU hidden God, for whom I groan, X Till thou tliy felf declare ; God inacceffible, unknown, Regard a finner's pray'r : 2 A fmner weltering in Jiis blood, Unpurg'd and unforgiv'n ; Far diftant from the living God, As far as hell from heaven. 3 x\n unregen'rate child of man. To thee for faith I call : Pity thy fallen creature's pain, And raifr me from my fall ! 4 The darknefs which through thee I feel. Thou only canll remove ; Thy own eternal pow'r reveal. The Deity of Love ! 5 Thou haft in unbelief fliut up, That grace may let me go ; In hope believing againft hope, I wait the truth to know. 6 Thou wilt in me reveal thy name, Thou wilt thv livrht afford : 2^6 CONVINCED OF BACKSLIDING. Bound and opprefs'd, yet thine I am, The prifoner of the Lord. 7 I would not to thy foe fubmlt ; I hate the tyrant's chain ; Send forth thy prifoner from the pit, Nor let me ciy in vain. 8 Shew me the blood that bought my peace, The cov'nant blood apply, And all my griefs at once fhall ceafc, And all my fins fhall die. 9 Now, Lord, if thou art pow'r, defcend ; The mountain fm remove ; My unbelief and troubles end. If ttiou art truth and love ! 10 Speak Jefu, fpeak into my heart, What thou for me hafl done j One grain of living faith impart, And God is all my own, HYMN CCXLIL Pudfey. Convinced of Bachjl'iding* 1 '' ■ ^ HOU man of griefs, remember me^ 1 Who never canil thyfelf forget,. Thy lafl myfterious agony, Thy fainting pangSj and blood j fweat !; 2 When wreftling in the Itrength of prayer, Thy fpirit funk beneath its load. Thy feeble flefn abhorrM to be; r The wrath of an Almighty God. 3 Father, if I may call thee fo, Regard my fearful heart's defire. MOURNERS "^lECOVEREU. 237 Remove tliis load of guilty woe, Nar lee me in my fins expire ! 4 I tremble, left the wrath divine, Which bruifes now my wretched foiil, Sliould bruife this wretched foul of mine Long as eternal ages roll. 5 To thee my laft diftrefs I bring ! The heightened fear of death I find ; The tyrant, brandifhing his fting, Appears, and hell is clofe behind. 6 I deprecate that death alone, That endkfs bauifliment from thee : O fave and gi\T me to thy Son, Who trembled, wept, and bled for me. H Y M N CCXLIII. Dedication. For Mourners Recovered, i T E S U, Shepherd of the fheep, J Pity my unfettl'd foul ; Guide, and nonrifli me and keep, Till thy love (hall make me whole : Give me, perfeil foundnefs give, Make me fteadfaftly believe. I am never at one ftay ; Changing ev'ry hour I am^ : But thou art as yeilerday, Now and evermore the fame ; Conftancy to me impart, 'Stablifii with thy grace my heart. 3 Lay thy weighty crofs on me. All my unbelief controul : Till the rebel ceafe to be, Kcip l.iin down within my foul: ^jO DELIEVERS REJOICING. That lie never more rriay move. Root and ground me fall in love. 4 Give me faith to hold me up, Walking over life's rough fea ; Holy, purifying hope Still my foul's fiire anchor be ; That I may be always thine, Pcrfeft me in love divine. HYMN CCXLIV. Ham'tltor:^, FT I in my heart have faid, Who fliaii afcend on high. Mount to Chriit my glorioi.s head. And bring him from the iky ? Borne on contemplation's wing. Surely I fhall find him there. Where the angels praife their king. And gain the morning-ftar. 2 Oft I in my heart have faid, Who to the deep ihall ftoop, Sink v/ith Chrift among the dead From thence to bring him up ? Could I but my heart prepare By unfeign'd humilit\, Chrift would quickly enter there, And ever dwell with me. 3 Eut the righteoiifnefs of faith Hath taught me better thin And mark the rifings of defire. O I that my tender foul might fiy The firfl abhorr'd approach of ill c Quick as the apple of an eye The flighteft touch of fin to feel ! Till thou anew my foul create, Still may I ftrive, and watch, and pray, Humbly and confidently wait. And long to fee the perfefx day. BELIEVERS WORKING. 2^1 HYMN CCXLVIII. 23 J PfaJm. For Belic'vers IVorh'mg. WHEN quiet in my houfe I fit, Thy book be my companion ft III ; My joy, thy fayings to repeat, Talk o'er the records of thy will ; And fcarch the oracles divine, Till ev'ry heart-felt word be mine. may the gracious words divine Subject of all my converfe be ; So will the Lord his follower join. And walk and talk himfelf with me : So fhall my heart his prefence prove. And burn with everlafting love. Oft ^s I lay me down to reft, O may the reconciling word Sweetly compofe my weary breaft. While on the bofom of my Lord 1 fmk in blifsful dreams away, And vifions of eternal day ! Rifing to fing my Saviour's praife. Thee may I publifli all day long, And let thy precious word of grace Flow from my heart and fill my tongue ; Fill all my life with pureft love, ^ And join me to thy churclf above. HYMN CCXLIX. Marlenbourn, For Believers Suffering, MASTER, I own thy lawful claim. Thine, wholly thine, I long to be : Thou feeft at laft I willing am. Where'er thou go'ft to follow thee ; 2.]2 BELIEVERS SUFFERING. Mylclf in all things to deny : Thine, wholly thine, to live and die. 2 Whate'er my fmful flefli requires, For thee I cheerfully forego ; My covetous and vain Jefir'^^s, My hopes of happinefs below ; My fcnfes' and my paffions' -ood. And ail ray thirlt for creature good. 3 Fleafure, and wealth, and praife no more Shall lead my captive foul aftray ; My fond purfuils I al] give o'er, Thee only thee refolv'd t' obey j My own in all things to refign, ' And know no other will but thine. 4 All pow'r is thine in earth and heaven j All fulnefs dwells in thee alone ; Whate'er I ha-ve was freely giv'n ; Nothing but fin I call my own : Other propriety difclaim : Thou only art the great I AM. 5 Wherefore to thee I all refign ; Being thou art, and Love, and Pow'rj Thy only will be done, no.t mine ! Thee, Lord, let earth and heav'n adore Flow^ back the rivers to the fea, And let our all be loft thee ! HYMN CCL. KlngsToood. 1 /^ A ST on the fidelity \_y Of my redeeming Lord, I fhall his falvation fee According to his word ; BELIEV.ERS SUFFERING. 243 Credence to his word I give, My Saviour in diftrelfes pall Will not now his fcrvant leave, But bring me through at laft. 2 Better than my boding fears To me thou oft hall prov'd ; Oft obferv'd my filent tears. And challenged thy belov'd : Mercy to my refcue flew. And death ungrafp'd his fainting prey ; Pain before thy face withdrew. And forrow fled away. 3 Now as yefl:erday the fame. In all my troubles nigh, Jefus, on thy word and name I lleadfaftly rely : Sure as now the grief I feel, The promis'd joy I foon fiiall have ; Sav'd again, to finners tell ^ Thy power and will to fave. |. To thy blefled will refign'd. And fl:ay*d on that alone, I thy perfeft ftrength fliall find. Thy faithful mercies own ; Compafs'd round with fongs of praife. My all to my Redeemer give ; Spread thy miracles of grace. And for thy glory live. HYMN CCLI. Welling, [ TThou Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace, -*- For thee my thirfty foul doth pine ! My lopnrlng heart implores thy grace : O make mc in thy IJkenefs fliine ' X 1 244 BELIEVERS SUFFERING. 2 With fraudlefs, even, humble mind. Thy will in all things may I fee ! In love be ev'ry wifh refign'd, And hallow'd my whole heart to thee. 3 When pain o'er my weak flefh prevails, With lamb-like patience arm my breafl ; When grief my vj^iiA^tnded foul affails, In lowly meeknefs may I reft. 4 Clofe by thy fide ilill may I keep, Howe'er life's various currents flow ; With ftcadfaft eye mark ev'ry ftep, ■ And follow thee where'er thou go. 5 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight haft won ; Alone thou haft the wine-prefs trod ; In me thy ftrength'ning grace be fliown, O may I conquer through thy blood 1 6 So when on Sion thou ftialt ftand, And all heaven's hofts adore their King, Shall I be found at thy right hand. And free from paii) thy glories^ fing. HYMN CCLII. Jrhlone, 1 TESU, the weary wand'rers' reft, ^i Give me thy eafy yoke to bear ; With fteadfaft patience arm my breaft, With fpotlcfs love, and lowly fear. 2 Thankful I take the cup from thee, Prepar'd and mingled by thy flcill, Though bitter to the tafte it be, Powerful the wounded foul to heal. 3 Be tlura, O Rock of x'Yges, nigh ! So fn-.iH t-.v:!i rnurn^uring thought be gc: BELIEVERS GROANING, ScC 2.\^ And grief, and fear, and care lliall fly- As clouds before the mid-day fun. 4 Speak to my warring paffions, " Peace ;" Say to my troubled heart, " Be ftiil :'* Thy power my ftrength and fortrefs is, For all things ferve thy fov'reign will. 5 O death ! where is thy fling ? wliere now Thy boalled victory, O grave ? Who fhall contend with God ? or who Can hurt whom God delights to favc ? H Y M N CCLIII. Jt/jlor:e. For Bellc-vers groaning for full Redcmpt'iT'.. 1 £~^ GOD moft merciful and trre, V_^ Thy nature to my foul import ; .'Stabliih with me the co- 'nc.nt nevv, And write perfection ori my heaiS, 2 To real holinefs reitor'd, let me gain my Saviour's m^^ : And in the knowledge of ny Lo .. Fulnefs of life eternal iiud. 3 Remember, "Lord, my fins no more, That them I may no more i' rget ; But funk in gudtkfs fliame, adore With fpeechiefs wonder at thy fee 4 O'crwhelm'd with thy ftupendous p;;uce, 1 Ihall not in thy prefence move ; But breathe unutterable praife. And rapturous awe, and filent love. 5 Then ev'ry murmuring thought, and vaiua Expires, in fweet confufion loit : I cannot of my crofs complain, I C'.'.ir.iot cf mv ffocl-cfi bcaft. ^46 Believers brought to /^^ Birth. 6 Pardon'd for all that I have done. My mouth as in the duft I hide. And glory give to God alone, My Ood, for ever pacify'd ! HYMN CCLIV. Invitation. For Believer's brought to the Birth, 1 /^ GOD, to whom in flefli reveaPd vJ^ The helplefs all for fuccour came ; The fick to be relieved and heaPd, And found falvation in thy name, 2 With publicans and harlots I, In thefe thy Spirit's gofpel-days, To thee the finner's friend draw nigh, And humbly fue for faving grace. 3 Thou feeft me helplefs and diftrefs'd, Feeble, and faint, and blind, and poor ; Weary I come to thee for reft. And fick of fin, implore a cure. 4 My Sin's incurable difeafe, Thou, Jefus, thou alone canft heal : Infpire me with thy pow'r and peace. And pardon on my confcience feal. 5 A touch, a word, a look from thee, Can turn my heart and make it clean, Purge the foul, inbred leprofy, And fave me from mybofom-fin. 6 Lord,, if thou wilt, I do believe. Thou canil the faving grace impart ; Thou canft this inftant now forgive. And {lamp thine image on my heart. 7 My heart, which .now to thee I ralfe, I knQV\^ thou canfi th'S moment ckE?tir? Believers brought to the Birth. The dcepeft ilains of fin effice, Ar.d drive the evil fpirlt hciicx. Be it according to thy word ! Accomplilh now thy work in me; And kt my foul, to health reflor'd, Devote its little all to thee ! HYMN CCLV. lVcUh:g. JESU, thy far-extended fame My drooping foul exults to hear: Thy name, thy all-refloring name, Is mufic is a fiiiner's ear. Sinners of old thou didft receive; With comfortable wards and kind : Their forrows cheer, their waats relieve, Heal the difeas'-d and cure the blind. And ail thou not the Saviour ftill, In ev'ry place and age the fame ? Hall thou forgot thy gracious fliill. Or loil the \-irtue of thy name? Faith in thy changelefs name 1 have ; The good, the kind phyfician, thou Art able now our fouls to fave^ Art willing to reftore them now. Though feveiiteen hundred years are pair Since thou didft in the f^tfh appear, Thy tender mercies ever laft, And ftill thy healing pow'r is here. Wouldft thou the body's health reftore. And not regard the fm-fick foul? The fin-fick foul thou lov'ft much more. And furely thou flialt make it whole» 248' For the Society Praying. 7 All my difcafe, my ev'ry fin, To thee, O Jefus, I confefs: In pardon, Lord, my cure begin, iVnd perfedl me in holinefs. 8 That token of thy utmoft good, Now, Saviour, ?;io\v on me bcftow ; And purge my confcience with thy blood, And wafh my nature white as fnow. HYMN CCLVI. Muficlan'^^ For the Scclety Praymg. I "C* XCEPT the Lord condud the plan, V^ The fceft-concerted fchemes are vain, And never can fucceed ; We fpend our wretched ftrength for nought But li our works in thee are wrought, They fliall be bleft indeed. Z Lord, if thou didft thyfelf infpire Our fouls with this intenfe defire, Thy goodneis to proclaim ; Thy glory if we now intend, O itt our deed begin and end Complete in Jefu*s name ! 3 In Jefu's name behold we meet. Far from an evil world retreat. And all its frantic ways ; One only thing refolvM to know. And fquare om- iifeful lives below By reafon and by grace. 4 Not in the tombs we pine to dwell, Not in the dark monaftic cell, By vows and grates confin'd : PASTORAL HYMN. 249 Freely to all ourf<^lvcs we give, Conftrain'd by Jfefu's love to live . The fervants of mankind. 5 Now, Jefu, now thy love impart. To govern each devoted heart, And fit us for thy will ! Deep founded in the truth of grace, Build up thy rifing churc)^ and place The city on the hill. 6 O let our love and faith abound ! O let our lives to all around With pureft luftre fhine ! That all around our works may fee, And give the glor)', Lord, to thee, The heavenly light divine ! H Y r^ N CCLVII. Wcrcepr. A Pafloral Hymn* 1 T TOW beauteous are their feet JnL Who fland on Zion's hill. That bring falvation on their tongue^ And words of peace reveal 1 2 How charming is their voice. So fweet the tidings are 1 ** Zion, behold thy Saviour King % '* He reigns and triumphs here." 3 Hov/ huppy are our ear?, That hear this joyful found, Which kings and prophets waited foc, And fought but never found ' 2 go PASTORAL tlYMi^t. 4 How bleffed are our eyes That iet this heavenly light ; Fi ophets and kings defir'd it loitg Buc dy'd without the fight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerufalem breaks forth in fongs. And deicrts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad ; Let ev'ry nation now behold Their Saviour and their Gx)d. HYMN CCLVHL m. PauVs, L OVERS of pleafure more than God, For you he fufFer'd pain ; Svx^earers, for you he fpilt his blood ; And fhall he bleed in vain ? Mifers, his life for you he paid, Your bafeft cnmes he bore ; Dmi'kards, your fms on him were laid, 'hat you might fin no more. JL 3 The God of love, to earth he came, That yon might come to heaven ; Believe- believe in Jefu''s name, Am] all yrair hn's forgiven. BELIEVERS WATCKIN'G. 25I ^ Believe in b^im that died for thee ; And fare as he hath died, Thy debt is paid, thy foul is fi'^e, And thou art juilihed^ HYMN CCLIX. Ilamlclh March. 1 T T A R K ! how the watchmen cry : XTjl Attend the trumpyet's found ; Stand to your arms ! the foe is riigh ! The powers of hell fuiTound : Who bow to Chriil's command, Your arms and hearts prepare ; The day of battk is at hand 1 Go forth to glorious war ! 2 See on the mountain-top The llandard of our God I In Jefu's name I lift it up. All ftain'd with hallow'd'blood* His llandard bearer I To all the nations calV: Let all to Jefu 3 crofs draw nigh \ He bore the crofs for all. I 3 Go up with Chrill your Head, Your Captain's footlleps fee : Follow your Captain and be led To certain viilor)^ All power to him is given : He ever reigns tlV- f:^mo-: Salvation, happinefs, and heaven, Arc :dl in Jefu*s narriS. y 252 Believers hroughfio the Birth. 4 Only have faith in God : In faith your foes aflail : Not wreftling againft flefh and blood, But all the powers of hell : From thrones of glory driven. By flaming vengeance hurl'd, They throng the air and darken heaven. And rul^ the lower world. H Y M Ni CCLX. Caryh, 1 T^r ATCH»D by the world's malignant Who load us with reproach and fhame : As fervants of the Lord moft high, As zealous for his glorious name, We ought in all his paths to move With holy fear and humble love. 2 That wifdom, Lord, on us beftovv, From every evi} to depart, To ftop the moutR of every foe : While, upright both in life and heart, The proof of godly fear we give, And Hiew them how the Chrillians live. HYMN CCLXL Miifidanh. For Believers brought to the Birth, I /~v Glorious hope of perfect love ! \_/ It lifts me up to things above ; it bears on eagles' wings ; Believers brought to the Birth- 253 ^ It gives my ravifh'd foul to tafte, And makes me for fome moments feaft With Jefu*s priefts and kings. The things eternal I purfue, A happinefs beyond the view Of thofe that bafely pant, For things by nature felt and feen \ Their honours, wealth, and pleafures mean^ I neither have nor want. , 3 Nothing on earth I call my own : A ftranger to the world unknown^ I all their goods defpife ; I trample on their whole delight. And feek a countiy out of fight, A country in the lldes. 4 There is my houfe and portion fair. My treafure and my heart is there, And my abiding home ; For me my elder brethren ftay, And angels beckon me away, And Jefus bids me come ! 5 I come, thy fei-vant, Lord, replies, I come to meet thee in the fl-;ge thy floor. SOCIETY PARTING. 257 i The chaff of fin, the acciirftd tiling, Far from our fouls be driven : TIic wheat into thy garner bring, And lay us up for heaven. 3 Look through us with thy eyes of flame, The clouds and darknefs chafe : And tclj me what by fin I am, And what I am by grace. 4 Whate'er offends thy glorious eyes. Far from our hearts remove ; As duft before the whirlwind flies, Difperfe it by thy love. 5 Then let us all thy fulnefs know. From every fm fet free ; 5av'd, to the utmofl: fav'd below, And perfe6lly like thee. HYMN CCLXVri. Felter-Lam. For the Society Parting. 1 /^ O D of all confolation, takt vj" The glory of thy grace ! Thy gifis to thee we render back In ceafeiefs fongs of praife. 2 Thro* thee we now together came In fuiglenefs of heart : "We met, O Jefus, in thy name, And :v. thy name wt- part. 258 SOCIETY PARTING. 3 Wc part in body, not in mind : Our minds continue one ; And each to each in Jefus joinM, We hand in hand go on. 4 Subfifts as in us all one foul ; No power can make us twain ; And mountains rife- and oceans roll, To fever us, in vain. 5 Prefent we ftill in fpirit are. And intimately nigh, While on the wings of faith and prayer We each to other fly. 6 Tn Jefus Chriil together we In heavenly places fit : Cloath'd with the fun, we fmile to fee The moon beneath our feet. 7 Our life is hid with Chrift in God ; Our life fliall foon appear, And filed his glory all abroad On all his members here. 8 The heavenly treafure now we have In a vile houfe of clay ; But he fhall to the utmoil fave. And keep it to that day. 9 Our fouls are in his mighty hand, And he fhall keep them ftill ; And you and I fhall furely ftand With him on S.ion's hill I SOCIETY PARTING. 259 10 Him «Ye to eye we there fhall fee ; Our face like his fhall fhine ; O what a j^lorious company, When faints and angels join ! 11 O what a joyful meeting there 1 In robes of white array 'd, Palms in our hands we all fhall bear, i\.nd crowns upon our head. 12 Then let us lawfully contend, And fight our pafTage through : Bear in our faithful tninds the end, i\nd keep the prize in view. 13 Then let us haflen to th." day, When all fhall be brought home ! Come, O Redeemer, come away ! O Jefus, quickly come ! HYMN CCLXVni. Lamp\. 1 AND let our bodies part, Jr\. To different climes repair : Infeparably join'd in heart The friends of Jefus are ( 2 Jefus the corner-llone Did firft our hearts unite ! And dill he keeps our fpirit? one. Who walk with him in white. c; O let us ftill proceed In Jefu's work below \ 200 SOCIETY PARTING. And following our triumphant Head, To farther conquefts go. 4 The vineyard of the Lord Before his labourers lies ; And lo ! v/j fee the vaft reward Which v/aits us in the flcies ! 5 O let our heart and mind Continually afcend, That haven of repofe to find. Where all our labours end ! 6 Where all our toils are o'er, Our fuffering and our pain I Who meet on that eternal fhore Shall never part again. 7 O happy, happy place, Where faints and angels meet ; There we fhall fee each other's face, And all our brethren greet. 8 The church of the firll-born, • We fhall whh them be bleft. And, crown'd with endlefs joy, return To our eternal reft, 9 With joy we fnall behold, In yonder bleft abode. The patriarchs and prophets old. And all the faints of God. 10 Abraham and Ifaac there. And Jacob fhall receive The followers of their faith and prayer, Who now in bodies live. CONSOLATION. 26l 1 1 We Hiall our time beneath liivc out in cheerful hope, And fearlefs pafs the vale of death. And gain the mountain-top. 12 To gather home his own, God fhall his angels fend, And bid our blifs on earth begun. In deathlefs triumphs end. CONSOLATION. HYMN CCLXIX. L. M. 1 /COMFORT, ye minifters o£ grace, V^ Comfgrt the people of your Lord, O lift ye up the fallen race, And cheer them by the gofpel-vvDrd. 2 Go, into every nation go. Speak to their trembling lT,carts, and cry^ Glad tidings unto all we fhow ; Jerufalem, thy God is nigh. 3 Hark ! in the wildernefs a ciy, A voice that loudly calls. Prepare : Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh. And means to make his entrance there f 4 Tlie Lord your God ihall quickly come ; Sinners, repent, the call obey : Open your hearts to make him room. Ye defert fouls, prepare his way. 5 The Lord fliall clear his way thro' all : Whate'er obftrucls, obftrucls in vain ; Tlie vale fhall rife, the mountain fall, Crooked be ftralght, and rugged plain. i 262 CONSOLATIOr^. 6 The glory of the Lord difplayM, Together all mankind fhall view : And what his mouth in truth hath faicl, His owo almighty hand fhall do. HYMN CCLXX. L. M. 1 T T I G H on his everlafting throne X JL The King of faints his works furveys, Marks the dear fouls he calls his own, , And fmiies on the peculiar race. 2 He refts v/ell plcas'd their toils to fee, Beneath his eafy yoke they move, With all tlieir heart and ftrength agree In the fweet labour of his love. 3 See where the fervants of their Godj A bufy multitude appear, For Jefus day and night employ'd, His heritage they toil to clear. 4 The love of Chriil their hearts conftralns, And llrengthens their unwearied hands, They fpend their fweat, and blood, and pains, To cultivate Immanuel's lands. 5 Jefus their toil delighted fees. Their induftry vouchfafes to crown, He kindly gives the wifli'd increafe, And fends the promis'd bleliing down : 6 The fap of life, the Spirit's pov/ers, He rains inceffant from abov:, He all his gracious fuhi'jfs (bowers, To perfecl: their great work of love. LAiMENTATION. 25^ 7 O multiply thy fower's feed. And fruit we eveiy hour fhall bear, Throughout the world thy gofpel fpready Thine everlafling truth declare : 8 We all in perfeft love renew'd Shall know the greatnefs of thy pow'r, Stand in the temple of our God As pillars, and go out no more, H Y M N CCLXXI. C. M. OT H A T I was as heretofore, When warm in, my firll love J I only liv'd my God t' adore, Ar.d feek the things above. 2 Upon my head his candle flione, And lavilTi of his grace, With cords of love he drew nie on, And half unveil'd his face. 3 Batter and honey did I eat, And lifted up on high, I faw the clouds beneath my feet, And rode upon the flcy. I Far, far above all earthly things Triumphantly I rode ; I foar'd to heav'n on eagles' vrings, And found and talk'd with God. r Wh:frc am I now, from v.hat an height Of happinefs cail down ! The gloj-y fwallow'd up in night, And faded is the crov^n. Z 264 PETITION. 6 O God, tliou art my home, my reft, For v^hich I figh in pain, How fliail I 'fcape into thy bread. My Eden now regain ? HYMN CCLXXII. 1 Q AVI OUR from fin, I wait to prove k3 That Jefus is thy healing name, To lofe, when perfedled in love, Whate'cr I have, or can, or am ; I ftay me on thy faithful word, The k^vant fliall be as his Lord. 2 Anfwcr that gracious end in mt. For which thy precious life was given, Redeem from all iniquity, Reflore and make me meet for heaven ; Unlcfs thou purge my every flain. Thy fufFering and my faith are vain. 3 'Tis not a bare rcleafe from fin. Its guilt and pain, my foul requires, I want a fpirit of power within ; Thee, Jefus, thee m.y heart defires, And pant^, and breaks to be renew'd. And wafli'd in thine all-cieanimg blood- 4 Didll thou not die that 1 might live No longer to myfelf, but thee J Mip'ht, body, foul, and fpirit give To him who gave himfelf for me ? Come then, my Mailer, and my God, Take the dear purchafe of thy blood. 5 Thine own peculiar iervant claim. For thine own truth ar,d mercy *s fake» Ha]]ow in me thy glorious nr.me, PETITION. 265 And change and throughly purify ; Thine only may I live and die. HYMN CCLXXIII. C. M. Morning Hymn. 1 /^ I V E R and Guardian of my flcepj V_T To praife thy name I wake, Still, Lard, thy helplefs fervant keep, For thine own mercy's fake. 2 The blefilng of another day I thankfully receive ; O may I only thee obey. And to thy gloiy live. 3 Vouchfafe to keep my foul from fin, Its cruel power fufpend, Till all this ftrife and war within In perfect peace fhall end, 4 Upon me lay thy mighty hand, My words and thoughts reftrajn, Bow my whole foul to thy comm.and, Nor let my faith be vain. 5 Prifoner of hope, I wait the hour Which fhail falvation bring. When all I am fnall ovv'n thy power. And call my Jefus, King. HYMN CCLXXIV. L. M. 1 AWAKE, Jerufalem, awake, XJL No longer in thy fins lie down^ The garment of falvation take. Thy beauty and thy ftrength put on. 2 Siiake oft the duft that blinds thy fight, And hides the prcn^lfe from thine eyes, f 266 PETITION. Arife and flniggle into light, Thy great Deliverer calls, Arife ! 3 Shake off the bands of fad defpair, Sion alTert thy liberty, Look up, thy broken heart prepare, ;And God fliall fet the captive free. 4 VefTtls of mercy, fons of grace, Be purg'd from every fmful ftain. Be like your Lord : his word embrace, Not bear his hallowM name in vain. 5 The Lord (liall in your front appear. And lead the pompous triumph on ; His glory Oiall bring up the rear, And perfed what his- grace begun. HYMN CCLXXV. 1 /^ OME, O thou traveller unknov^^n, V_>' Whom Hill I own but cannot fee, My company before is gone, And I am left alone with thee, With thee all night I mean to ftay. And wreftle till the break of day. 2 In vain*thou ilruggleft to get free, I never will unloofe my hold : Art thou the man who dy'd for me ? The fecret of thy love unfold ; Wreftling I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know, 3 What tho' my Ihrinking fiefli complain^ And murmur to contend lo lovg, 1 rife fuperiof to my pain, When I am vv-eak, then I am ftrong. W.ATCHIN'J. 207 An(i wlien my all of {treiigth fhall fail, 1 fhall with tlic God-man prevail. 4 Yield to me now, — for I am weak, But confident in felf-defpair ; Speak to my heart, in bleflings fpcak. Be conquer'd by my inllant prayer : Speak, or thou never hence (halt move, And tell me if thy name be love. 5 'Tis loye, 'tis love ! Thou dy'dft for me, I hear thy whifper in my heart, The morning breaks, the fhadows flee, Pure, univerfal love thou art ; To me, to all thy bowels move, Thy nature and thy name is love. ^ I know thee, Saviour, who thou art, Jefus the feeble finner's friend ; Nor wilt thou with the night depart. But (lay and love me to the end ; Thy mercies never ihall remove. Thy nature and thy name is love. HYMN CCLXXVI. I ^^ FT have we pafsM the guilty night \_^ In revellings and fi-antic mirth. The creature was our fole delight, Our happinefs the things of earth ; But O, fnffice the feafon paft, We choofc the better part at laft. r 2* We will not clofe our wakeful eyes. We will not let our eye-lids deep. But humbly lift them to the ftiics, And all a folemn vigil keep ; So many nights on fin beitowM, Can we not watch one hour for God ? Z z 268 PETITION. 3 We can, dear Jefus, for thy fake, , • Devote our every hour to thee ; Speak but the word, our fouls {liall wake,- And fing with cheerful melody ; Thy praife (hall our glad tougues employ^ And every heart (hall dance for joy. 4 Dear objeft of our faith and love. We liilen for thy welcome voice. Our perfons and our works approve. And bid us in thy ftrength rejoice, Novy let us hear the mighty cry, And (hout to find the bridegroom nigh,. 5 Shout in the midit of us, O King Of faints, and let our joys abound. Let us rejoice, give thanks, and fmg. And triumph in redemption found;. We alk in faith for every foul ; O let our glorious joy be full. 6 O may we all triumphant rife, With joy upon our heads return. And far above thefe nethyer flvork, bring near the hour, And let me fee thy perfect dy.y. 270 FETITICN. 5 Beliold, for thee I ever wsit, Now let me in thy Image fhine, Now the new heavens and earth create, And plant with rightecufnefs divine. 6 If with the wretched fons of men It ftill be thy delight to live. Come, Lord, beget my foul again, Thyfelf, thy quick'ninv" Spirit give» H Y M N CCLXXIX. C. M. 1 Tj^OUNTAIN of life, to all below, K Let thy falvation roil ; Water, replenifh, and o'erflcw Every believing foul. 2 Into that happy number, Lord, Us weary fmners take, Jefus, fulfil thy- gracious word. For thine own mercy's fake. 3 Turn back our nature's rapid tide. And we (liall flow to thee, Vv hile down the ftream of time we glide To our eternity. 4 The well of life to us thou art. Of joy the fwelling flood. Wafted by thee, with willing heart V/e fwift return to God. 5 We foon fl:all reach the boundlefs fe?, Into thy fulncfs fall, , Be loft and fAvallo^v'd up in thee, Our God, our All in All. H Y M N CCLXXX. L. M. THOU, whom all thy faints adore,^ Wt now with all thy faints agree, And bow our inmoll fouls before Thy glorious, aT-sfiil Majefty. PETITION. 271 I 2 The King of nations we proclaim, 1 Who would not piir great Sovereign fear ? ! Wc long t' experience all thy name, ? And now we come to meet thee here. 1 3 We come, great God, to feek thy face, ^ And for thy loving kindnefs wait ; And O how dreadful is this place ! *Tis God's own houfe, 'tis heaven's gate. 4 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh, To thee our trembling hearts afpire : And lo ! we fee defcend from high The pillar and the flame of fire. 5 Still let it on th' affembly ftay, And all the houfe with gloiy fill : To Canaan's bounds point out the way, And bring us to the holy hill. 6 There let us all with Jefus ftand, And join the general church above, And take our feats at thy right hand. And fing thine everlaiiing love. 7 Come, Lord, our fouls are on the wing, Now on thy great white throne appear, ; And let my eyes behold my King, And let me fee my Saviour there. , HYMN CCLXXXI. L. M. SAY, which of you would fee the Lord ? You all may now obtain the grace, Behold him in the written word. Where John unveils the Saviour's face. 2/2 PETITION. 2 Clear as the trumpet's voice he fpeaks To eveiy foul that turns his ear ; Amidfl the golden candlefticks He walks : and lo '. he now is here. 3 Prefent to all believing fouls, They fee him with an eagle's eye ; Down to his feet a garment rolls, Stain'd with a glorious crimfon dye. 4 A golden girdle binds his breaft, (Whence ftreams of confolation flow. Milk for his new-born babes, who reft In him, nor other comfort know.) 5 His form is as the Son of Man, His eyes are as a flame of fire ; They dart a fin-confuming pain, And life and joy divine infpire, 6 His fpotlefs purity of foul, We by a lovely emblem know. His head and hair are white as wool, White are they as the driven fnow. 7 Glitter his feet hke polifh'd brafs That long hath in the furnace (hone. Brighter than lightning' is his face. Brighter than the meridian fun, 8 As many waters founds his word. Seven ftars he holds in his right hand, Out of his mouth a two-edg'd fword Goes forth : before it who can ftand ? 9 Lord, at thy feet we fall as dead, Lay thy right hand upon our foul, Scatter our fears, thy Spirit fhed, Aiid all our unbelief controuL PETITION. 273 10 Tell us, " I am the Firft and Laft, ■ " Who livM and dyM for all, am I ! f " And lo ! my bitter death is paft, , " i^nd lo ! I live no more to die : j 11 " I have the keys of death and hell/* '^ Amen ! thy record v^-e receive, And wait till thou our fpirits feal, And all m all for ever live. H Y M N CCLXXXII. L. M. It I T~\ RAW near, O Son of God, draw near, || i / Us with thy flaming eye behold, ' Still in thy church vouchfafe t' appear, | And let our candlellick be gold. f ■2 Still hold the ftars in thy right hand, ' 'I And let them in thy luilre glow, ; ; The lights of a benighted land, . ; The angels of thy church below. '^ , 3 Make good their apoftolic boaft. Their high commifrion let them prove. Be -temples of the Holy Gholl, And fill'd with faith and hope and love. 4 Their hearts from things cf earth remove. Sprinkle them, Lord, from fm and fear, Fix their affections all above, And lay up all their treafure there, 5 Give them an ear to hear thy word ; Thou fpeakeil to the churches now : And let all tongues confefs their Lord, Let every knee to Jefus bow. 274 PETITION. H Y M N CCLXXXm. 1 T N boundlefs mercy, gracious Lord, appear, X Darknefs difpel, the humble mourner cheer ; Vain thoughts remove, melt down this flinty- heart ; Caufe every foul to chufe the better part. 2 Thy prefence fil]s the univerfal fpace ; Thy grace appears to all the fallen race. O ! vifit us with light and life divine. Fill every foul, for every foul is thine. 3 The bleffed Jefus is my Lord, my love ; He is my King, from him I would not move ; Away then, all ye objects that divert. Nor feek to draw from my dear Lord my heart. 4 That uncreated beauty which hath gained. My ravifii'd heart, hath all your glory ftain'd; His lovelinefs my foul hath prepoffefs'd. And left no room for any other gueft. HYMN CCLXXXIV. C. M. I "f" O R D, all I am is known to thee ; i J In vain my foul would try To fhun thy prefence, or to flee The notice of thine eye. 3 Thy all furrounding fight furveys My rifing and my refl;, My public walks, my private ways, The fecrets of my breaft. 3 My thoughts lie open to thee. Lord, Before they're form'd within ; CHRISTMAS HYMN. 275 And ere my lips pronounce the word. Thou know'ft the fenfe I mean. 4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! Where can a creature hide ? Within thy circling arms I lie, Befet on eveiy lide. 5 So let thy grace furround me ftill, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my foul from ever)^ ill, Secured by Sovereign love. I HYMN CCLXXXV. Bcjlon. \ Chr'iflmas Hymn, \ 1 " Q^HEPHERDS rejoice, lift up your eyes, l3 " And fend your fears away, " News from the regions of the fliies — " Salvation's born to-day. 2 " Jefus, the God whom angels fear, " Comes down to dwell with you ; ** To-day he makes his entrance here, " But not as monarchs do. . ,, 3 " No gold, nor purple fwaddling bands, '' Nor royal fhining things ; \ " A manger for his cradle Hands, " And holds the King of kings. 4. *' Go, Ihepherds, where the infant lies, " And fee his humble throne : *' With tears of joy in all your eyes, '« Go, {hepherds, kifs the Son." A a 276 BAPTISM. 5 Thus Gabriel fang, and ilialght ai'ound The heavenly armies throng; They tune their harps to lofty found, And thu6 conclude the fong : 6 " Glory to God that reigns above, " Let peace furround the earth ; " Mortals fhall know their Maker's love, " At their Redeemer's birth." 7 Lord ! and fhall angels have their fongs> And men no tunes to raife ? O may we lofe thefe ufelefs tongiies When we forget to praife ! 8 Glorj' to God that reigns above. That pitied us forlorn, We join to fing our Maker's love. For there's a Saviour born. '^'^^^^ BAPTISM. H Y M N CCLXXXVL C- M. 1 ^ELESTIAL Dove, defcendfrom high, \_^ And on the water brood : Come, with thy quick'ning pow'r apply The water and the blood. 2 Almighty God, for thee we call, And our rcqueft renew : Accept in Chrift, and blcfs wilhal The work wc have to do. BAPTISM. H Y M N CCLXXXVir. S. M. C^ALL'D from above, I rife J And vvafh away my fin. The ftream to which my fpirit flies Can make the foulcft clean. 277 'i> 2-, It runs divinely C'Cai A fountain dstp and wid^! ; 'Tv/as op'^n'd by the foldier's ^pear, In my Redeemer's fide ! H Y M N CCLXXXVIII. L. M. 1 r~^ OME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, V^ Honour the means ordaln'd by thee ! Make good our apollolic boaft. And own thy glorious miniftry. 2 Father, in thefe reveal thy Son : , In thefe for whom we feek thy face, ^ Tlie hidden myftery make known, The iriward, pure, baptizing grace. 3 Jtjfns, with us thou always art : EfFeft'ate now the facrcd fign : The frjft unfpeakable impart, And bh'fs the ordinance divine. 4 Eternal Spirit, defcend from high, Baptizer of our f[)irits, tliou ! The facramental fcal apply, And witnefs with the water now ! 273 CLASS-MEETING. CLASS-MEETING. HYMN CCLXXXIX. 1 ALL thanks to the Lamb who gives us JLIL to meet : His love we proclaim, his praifes repeat : We own him our Jefus, continually near, To pardon, and blefs us, and perfe6l us here. 2 In him we have peace, in him we have pow'r, Preferv'd by his grace throughout the dark hour : In all our temptation, he keeps us to prove His utftiofl falvatlon, his fulnefs of love. 3 Pronounce the glad word, and bid us be free ; Ah ! hail thou not. Lord, .a blefling for me ? The peace thou haft given, pis moment impart. And open thy heaven, O Love, in my heart I HYMN CCXC. C. M. I O EE, Jefu, thy difciples, fee, C3 The promis'd blefling give ! Met in thy nam.e, we look to thee, Expefting to receive. 3 Thee we expeft, our faithful Lord, Who in thy name are join'd ; We wait according to thy word, Thee in the midft to find. 3 "Whom now vi^e feek, O may we meet ! Jefus, the crucify 'd. Shew us thy bleeding hands and feet, Thou who for us haft dy'd. FUNERAL. 279 HYMN CCXCI. I A PPointed by thee, we meet in thy name, jf~\. And meekly agree to follow the Lamb, To trace thy example, the world to difdain, And conftantly trample on pleafure and pain. Z O Jefus appear ! no longer delay, To fanfUfy here, and bear us away ; The end of our meeting on earth let us fee, Triumphantly fitting in glory with thee ! HYMN CCXCn. L. M. Funeral, 1 'T^ Hi\NKS be to God whofe faJthfuUcve J. Hath calJ'd another to his breaft, Tranflated him to joys above, To manfions of eternal reft. 2 He the good fight of faith hath won, He heard with joy the welcome word ; ** Hither come up (thy work is done) " And reign for ever with thy Lord." 3 By minifierial fpirits convey'd, Lodg'd in the garner of the fky. He refts in Abraham's bofom laid, He lives with God, no more to die. 4 Thinks be to God, thro' Chrift alone, Who gave our friend the viAory, O MaRer, fay to me, «< Well dorie P' M?y I rejoice to die in thee. A a 2 28o REJOICING. HYMN CCXCIII. 1 ^\7^E fimple fouls, that ftray X Far from the path of peace, That unfrequented way To hfe and happinefs — How long will ye your folly love. And throng the downward road, And hate the wifdom from above, And mock the fons of God ? 2 Madnefs and mifery Ye count our life beneath. And nothing great can fee, Or glorious in our death ! As born to futfer and to grieve, Beneath your feet we lie. And utterly contemn'd we live, And unlamented die. 3 Poor, penfive fojourners, O'ei-whelm'd with grief and woes, Perplex'd with needlefs fears, And pleafure's mortal foes : More irkfome than a gaping tomb» Our fight ye cannot bear, Wrapt in the melancholy glor.a Of fanciful defpair. 4 So wretched and obfcure, The men whom ye defpife. So foolifh, weak, and poor. Above your fcorh vve rife: Our confcience in the Holy Ghofl Can witnefs bettei" things ; For he, whofe blood is all our boaft, Hatli made us prieft? and kings. REJOICING, 281 5; Riches unfearchable In Jefu's love we know, And pleafures from the well Of life, our fouls overflow ; From him the fpirlt we receive, Of wifdom, grace, and pow'r, And always forrowful we live. Rejoicing evermore, 5 Angels our fervants are, And keep in all our ways, And in their hands they beaif The facred fons of grace ; Our guardians to that heavenly bhfs, They all our fteps attend ; And God himfelf our Father is. And Jefus is our friend. 7 With him we walk in white. We in his image fhine, Our rc^cs are robes of light, Our righteou^nefs divine ; On all the grov'hng kings of earth, With pity we look down. And claim in virtue of our birth, A never-fading crown. HYMN CCXCiV. 1 TT ^ RK!' how the gofpel-trumpet founds X A Thro' all the Curth the echo,bounds ! And JefuS; by redeeming blood. Is bringing finners back to God ; And guides them fafely by his word To endlefs dav. 2 2: PRAISE. 3 H^ll, allrvI6lonour, conquering Lord ! Be thou by all thy works ador'd, Who undertook for finful man, And brought falvation through thy name, That we with thee may ever reign In endlefs day^ 3 Fight on, ye conqu'ring fouls %ht on, And when the conqiieft you h^ve won, The pahr.s of viA'ry you flriKll bear, And in his kingdom have a fhare, And crowns of glory ever wear In endlef? day. 4 There we fhall in fweet chorus }(;in, And faints and angels all combine, To fing of his redeeming love, When rolling years fhall ceafe to move, And this fhall be our theme above, In endlefs day. HYMN CCXCV. C. M, J T KNOW that my Redeemer lives, JL And ever prays for me : A token of his love he gives, A pledge of liberty., % Thy love I foon expeft to iijid In all its depth and height, To comprehend the Eternal MirC; And grafp the infinite. • 3 When God is mine, and I am hi;>, Of paradife pofTefs'd, I talk- unutterable blifs, Andever'aftincT red. " PETITIONING. 283 hymn' ccxcvi. s. m. 1 Tn'ATHi:'R, I dare believe X? Thee merciful and true ; Thou wilt my guilty foul forgive, My fallen foul renew. 2 Come then for Jefu's fake, And bid my heart be clean ; An end of all my troubles make, An end of all my fin. 3 I cannot wafh my heart. But by believing thee : And waiting for thy blood t' impart The fpotlefs purity. 4 While at thy crofs I lie, Jefu, the grace befcovv : - Now thy all-cleanfing blood apply, And I am white as fnow. HYMN CCXCVII. C. M. 1 T A S K the g'Ift of right'oufnefs, X The fin-fubduing pow'r ; Pow'r to believe, and go in peace, And never grieve thee more. 2 My veh'ment foul cries out opprefs'd, Impatient to be freed ! Nor can I, Lord, nor will I reft, Till I am fav'd indeed. 3 Art thou not able to convert ? Art thou not willing too ? To change this old, rebellious heart; To conquer and renew ? 2c 4 CHRISTMAS HYMN. HYMN CCXCVIII. * 5 "T "J^ T Hile ilieph'v'rds watch'd their flocks by V T All feated on the ground, [^night, I'he angel of the Lord came dciwn^ Arid glory fiione aroitnd. Z *' Fear not," iaid he {for n-iighty dread ^ Had feiz'd their troubled mind ;) *- Glad tidings of forest icy I bring **Tg you wind all mankind. ^ *^ To you in David's tovvn this day *' Is born of David's line, ** Thc-Savicur who is Chritl the Lord j. ** And this fhall be the fign ; 4 '* The heavenly babe you there fhall find ** To human viev/ difplay'd, *' All meanly v.'rapp'd in fwathing bands, *V And in a manger laid." I ThrG fpake the feraph, and forthwith Appear'd a fiiining throng Of angels, praiimg God on hig]j, Addrefs'd their joyful fong : 6 *^ All glory be to God on high, " And lo the earth be peace ; " Good*wi!l henceforth, from heav'n to nienj *' Begin and never ccafe." H Y M N CCXCIX. OVING Jefus, gentle Lamb, In thy gracious hands I am, Make me, Saviour, Vvhat thou ait. Live fchyfelf within my heart. PRAYER. aO/ 2, I HihU then ihaw forth thy pralfc^ Serve taee all my happy days : Then the world Ihall always fee Chrllt, the holy child, In me. HYMN CCC, 1 /^ THOU, who Cornell from ataove ! V_/ The pure celcftial fne t' impart, Kindle a flame of facred love, On the mean altar of my heart ! 2 There let it for thy glory burny With inextlnguidir^ble blaze, And tremblin^'T to its lource return, In humble love and fervent praife* 3 Jefu, confirm my heart's defire, To work,, and fpeak, and think for thee ) SliJI let me guard the holy fire. And ftiil ilir up thy (;ift in me : 4 Ready for all thy perfe6i will, My ac^s of faith and love repeat ; Till death thy endlefs mercies feal, And mike the facrifice complete* FINIS. .CONTENTS. A Page WAKENING and inviting - 5 Penitential - - - - 22 Petition * - - - Rejoicing - - - - Praife . . - - Trufting in Providence Suffering . - -, . Funer?./ - - - . Fellowfhip *. - - . Backfllding - ^ - Nativity - - - - New- Year - - - . Good-Friday ... Praife - - - . . Morning and Evening oacramcntal _ . . Parting , „ - , Chriilmas Hymn - - . Baptlfm - . - Clafs-Meeting I N D E X. -<^^^^^- jlVND am I born to die 1 1 And am I only born to die 15 Ah ! whither ihall I go 32 All glory to God in the ilvjr 61 A charge to keep I have 70 And can I yet delay 91 All ye that pafs by j i -^ Arife my foul, arife 127 And mull this body die i 3 i Away my unbelieving fear i6_«. And let this feeble body fail 1 7 I Ah, lovely appearance of death 174 All glory to the dying Lamb T.jj Away with cur fears zzo Ah, where am I now^ 20^ All hail ! happy: day-:; ' 2:8 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed 21 y ■Alimighty Mrker, God' 21 5 A.11 praife to hi:n who dwells in bliis 2 17 sAciiior of our falvation, thee 2z2 And let our bodies part 259 Awake, jerufalem, ' awak?! 2 ('-5 An inward baptifra of pure fire 269 All thanks to the Lamb who gives lis to meet 278 Appointed by. thee we meet in thy name 279 B b INDEX. Page Behold the Satioiir of mankind lo BImv ye the trumpet^ blow 18 Be it my only wifdom here 70 "Behold the fervant of the Lord 84 Being of beings, God pf love 94 Before Jehovah's awfulthrone 148 Btft above all, lay hold 167 Brother in Chrift and well-belcv'd 193 Bleft be the dear uniting love < 195 Come, ye fmners, poor and needy 6 Come, fmners, to the gofpel-feaft 7 Come, holy celelliial dove 34 Come, Lord, and help me to rejoice 46 Come, let us anew 55 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft 62 Come, Saviour jefu, from above 64 Come, Lord, from above 90 Come, thou Almighty King 96 Come, thou fount of ev'ry blefling 99 Come, ye that love the Lord 123 Come, holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 135 Children of the heavenly King 142 Come, let us join our cheerful fongs 150 Commit thou all thy griefs 158 Come on, ray partners in diftrefs 170 Come away to the flcies 1 80 Come, let us anew 182- Come, let us afcend 483 Come, and let us fwectly join 190 Come, -thou high and lofty Lord i»9i Come, let us I'fe the grace divine 192 Come, O thou all-vk5torious Lord ^32 INDEX. ' Caft on the fidelity Come, thou omnifclent Son of Man Convort, ye minifters of grace Come, O thou traveller unknown Celcftial Dove, defcend from high Call'd from above, I rife Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft Drooping foul, (hake off thy fears Draw near, O Son of God, draw near Ever fainting with defire Except the Lord condu6l the plan Father of lights, from whom proceeds Father of Jefas Chrift the jull For ever here my reft fhall be Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft Father, our hearts we lift Father, how wide thy glories fhlne From all that dwell below the Hiics Father of our dying Lord Father, I ftretch my hands to thee Father, if juftly ilill v/e cl^im Z35 FouDtaiii of life, to all below 270 Father, I dare believe 2^3 God of my falvatlon, hear 45 God of all grace and majtfty 47 God of almighty love 7 i God of all-redeeming grace S3 Great God, indulge my humble claim 8S Glory be to God on high l^i I INDEX. • Givi: to Uie winds tliy fears 159 God of my life, whofe gracious pow'r 160 G ••■ inoves in a myilerious way 163 C my life, to thee 198 '," .iV/ wife, almighty, good 207 1' in this and every place ■ 234 .: all confolation tai-c 257 Gi-^r and guardian of my llecp 265 H- omt^s ! lie comes ! the Judge fevere 17 H.'.:ry ion!,, that free from harms 43 Hdp, Lord, to whom for help. I fly .68 Holy I^amb, who thee receive ,77 liow tedious and taflelefo the hours 98 x;''ily, and true, and righteous Lord , 106 iiovv' vain are all things here below.. 113 rLippy the man that finds the grace 124 LL^ppy the fouls to J'.^fu'i join'd 125 He dies, the friend of. fianers dies 132 X-icvv do thy mercies clofe me round 145 _ Kqw happy every child of gi^ace 157 H'^ppy foi;l> thy days are ended 172 Head of the chiirdi triumphant 17,3 Ilofanna to Jefus on high 178 Happy who in Jffijs live 179 I low }i'']}py are t!iey z,02 How lh;>]j a loft finner in pain 205 Hark ! the herald-^noels ling' 210 Hov,- beauteous are their feet 249 ^ark ! how the watclmien cry 25 1 "High on his evet lading throne 262 HxTik I h:nv the gofpel-trumpet founds 2 c- 1 INDEX. Page Jefu, let thy pitylr>g eye . 24 Jcfu, if llill the fame thou art 27 Jefus, if t!iou art to-day 29 Jefu, lover of my foul 30 I want a principle within 48 Jefus, come, thou hope of glory 50 I third:, thou wounded Lamb of God 50 Jefus, thou all-redeeming Lord 52 Infinite, uncxhauiledlove 60 Jefu, my llrcnprtk, my hope 66 Jefu, my Saviour, brother, friend 69 Jefu, my life, thy felf apply 77 Jefu, thou art my King 78 Jefu, my truth, my way S/> Jefu, thou everlafting KiiTg 89 Jcfu 3, my Lord, attend 93 Jefus, from whom all blefiings jflow IQC Jefus thy boundlefs love to me lo^ Jefus hath dyM that I might live 109 Jefus, the all-fuftaining word 112 Jefus, Redeemer of raankind 116 Jefiis, thy vv'andering iheep behold: 119 Jefus, my all, to heaven is gone 139 I'll praifc my Maker wiiile Fve breath 144 Jefu, great fhepherd of the fiieep 1 54 Jefu, Lord, we look to thee 18S Jefu, united by thy grace 1 89 Jefus, accept the praife 19G In trliat fad memorable night . 219 Jilj, at whofe fupreme comm.i'id 223 Jefu, dear redeeming Lord 225 Jefu, we thus obey 225 I long to behold him array 'd 2 30 J3 b 2 INDEX. Page Jefus, fnepberd of the (heep 237 Jefu, the weary waaderer's reft 24^1. Jefii, thy far extended fatne 247 in boundlefs mercy, gracious Lord, appear 274 I know that ray R-i'deemer lives 282 I afk the gift of right'oufnefs 283 .Lo ! he comes in clouds defcending 18 JLct the world their virtue boaft 25 .Leader of faithful fouls, and guide ^^ Lord, and is thine anger gone 58 Lord, I believe thy eveiy word 79 Love divine, all loves excelling 80 Light of life, feraphic fire 82 i .ct him to whom we now belong 83 Lo ! in thy hand I lay 87 IgOrd, we come before thee now 96 Lord, I believe a reil remains 107 Lord of the har^eft, hear 1 2 i TjCt earth and heaven agree 125 C,ct evciy tongue thy goodnefs fpcak, 134 j.ord ]'Au, wlien, when fliall it be 217 i tt all who truly bear 220 I'/Ong hnve I feem'd to ferve thee, Lord 233 Lovers of pleafure more than God 250 Lord, all I am,, is known to thee 274 Loving Jefus, gentle Lamb 2-84 My drowfy povv'rs why fieep ye To 42 Maker, Saviour of mankind , 44 My God, my life, my love 49 Ivly God! Lknow, I feci thee piine 103 Mc hoj.c, 11.7 all, my S:iviourthou • in INDEX. P My God, I am thine 123 My God, the fpring of all my joys 134 My God, my portion, and my love 141 My Saviour, my almighty friend 154 Mailer, I own thy lawful claim 241 Now, even now, I yield, I yield 254 O for a thoufand tongues to fing 5 O love divine ! what haft tbou done 1 1 O that I could repent 23 O love divine ! how fweet thou art 31 Jefus my liope 34 O thou that hcar'ft when finners cry • 38 O that I could my Lord receive 39 God, our help in ages pall 54 O almighty God of love 63 O for a heart to praife my God 72 O that my load of fin were gone 81 O then, to whofe all-tearching liglit 88 O San of Rightc'j.Ui'nefs, ariie 94 Of him who did falvation bring 98 O joyful found of gofpel-grace 1 c - O God of good, the unfathcrn'd fea 1 1 ; O jefus, my red 118 G teil me no move 130 O vvhat (hall I do my Saviour to praifi: 143 O God of all grace 14'^^ O thou God of my falvation i^^' O thou, who this myfterious bresd 22;. O all that pafs by, to Jefus draw rear 22' Oft I in my heart have faid 2*3^^ O may thy powerful W'-rd 239 INDEX. Pafce O woiid'rous power of faithful prayer 239 O God, mofl merciful and true 245 O God to who^ji in flefli reveal'd 246 O glorious hope of perfect love 252 On all the earth thy fpirit fhower 256 O that I was as heretofore 263 Oft have we pafs'd the guilty night 267 Oh ! for a clofer walk with God 268 O thou, whom all thy faints adore 270 O thou, who coraeft from above 285 Plung'tJ in a gulf of dark defpair 1 33 Praift: ye the Lord, 'tis good to raife 145 Praife ye the Lord, y' immortal choirs 152 Peace, troubled foul, thou need'ft not fear 169 Peace be on this houfe beitow'd 1 94 Pierce, fill me with an humble fear 240 Rejoice, the Lord is King 129 Rejoice for a brother deteas'd 176 Rock of Ifrael, cleft for me 221 Rejoice evermore wdth angels above 228 Sinners, turn, why will ye die 8 Sinners, obey the gofpel word 9 Stay, thou infulted fpirit, Iby 36 Saviour, the world's and mine ^z Son of God, if thy free grace 5 7 Shepherd divine, our wants relieve 65 Son of God, thy bleffing grant 95 Saviour of tlie fin-lick fpul J 07 ^jee, gracious Lord, with ])itying eyes 122 Salvation ! O the jovful found ' ' «a49 tNDEX. Still for thy loving kindnefs, Lord Soldiers of Chrift, arife Sing to the great Jehovah's pi-^fll Stand the omnipotent decree S-.viour from fin, I wait to prove Say, which of you would fee the Lord Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your cyc3 Sie je!\i, thy-difciple fee Thee we adore, eternal name Thou judge of quick and dead Ten-ible thought ! fhall I alone Thou God of glorious majefty To the haven cf thy breall Thee will I love, my ftreng-th, n^x tov, V The praying fpirit breathe The thing my God doth hate Thou hidden love of God, whofe height Thou Shepherd of Ifrael and mine Thou great myiterioue God unknown Thy ceafelefs, unexhaufted love The fpacious Drmameiit on high The voice of my beloved founds The Lord of Sabbath let us praife The God of AbrcKi'm praife Thif.; this is the God vvc adore Tho' troubles aflail and dangers affright The Lcrd my pailure fhali prepare 'Tis iiriiih'd, 'tis done Try us, O God, and f(;arch tire ground Thou God of truth and love The Lord of earth and fky Thy faitlif"i;lnefs, Lord, eath moment I hnd Pa?:- l6: 212 22; 264 271 27b 1 1 37 59 65 72 74 92 110 12^: 136 J 37 153 ^5> 161 163 177 185 18') 21 r 227 Thou Son of God, whofe flaming eyes 231 Thou hidden God, for whom I groan 235 Thou man o£g|^*efs, remember me 236 Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace 243 Thanks be to God, whofe faithful love 279 \^ain, dciulive world, adieu 137 When rifing from the bed of death 12 With glori :.hc ?rof 15 of dicfo Eoo'vs' are, for. the,,^4ne- ::1 Bciien: -^i ci.e Ivlethodiil 'Saoeries, it is humbtj^^Ti^- ;-.,:am.;i;ded to i\.'Z rvlqiibcrsoi the faid.;Spci.'rie.s. that v.vij Will pii.cn.aCc «9 BcH)k6>hich wc puiilifa,